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roseprincesskristina · 4 years

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Axl's First Exciting Mission

((Hey guys. Today, in going to create a new fan fic today that an idea has flown towards my face. It's about a teenage prototype named Axl, who's very thrilled about the new mission that awaits him, but doesn't really know yet due to the mysterious yet similar maverick hidden within the underground basement of Maverick Hunter HQ that X has warned him about. So again, this story contains yaoi and I understand that it made you uncomfortable. However, if you're a fan, then welcome aboard. Without further ado, please enjoy this fiction. 😊))

Abel City. One of the most clearest town state of all, home of the inhabitants of Earth filled with humans and reploids altogether with meek, sided along of peace. No matter the differences, negligence or other, everyone who is new to the city are freshly more than welcome to live alongside all individuals. Before the roaring stampede of Mavericks would attempt to ruin tranquility, commanded by the gruesome but merciless overlord formerly known as the commander of the Maverick Hunters created by Dr. Cain, Sigma. During the reconnaissance given by his creator to locate the dangerous red maverick, the unstoppable Wily Virus have taken control or finds its way within his core, reestablish the morality. Forcing him to surrender to its power succumbing everything belonging to him, erased right quickly. The growling aura shouts, unleashing the new and improved villain to all who have feared more than their own weaknesses. Gathered up several more irregulars to make an army, destroying the town, killing a few humans, painting the whole planet with his dreams bursting into reality of rearranging a new world for only the strong and powerful reploids to rule. However, it was interrupted by the dynamic duo, X and Zero, shutting down the false fantasy by defeating 8 bosses including the crazed menace. Time and time again. No matter how he would return with more of his invincible forms due to his manipulation of other reploids such Dr. Doppler, Repliforce, Gate, and the rest, the irregular busting crime stoppers will always put an end to his wretched schemes for a new life. After his defeat, tranquility has regain its colors once more, the meaningless conflict between robots and humanity have been silenced. All thanks to the hopeful hunters that every civilization will always look up to.

Not only if there were two that could battle against more threats other than the malicious maverick king, but another hero that arrives to the scene. One that possesses such a great ability like no other being. A compassionate soul so young, lacking maturity yet not the interest of helping those in need when it comes to danger. His name is Axl. Armor themed of the navy blue color striped of red lines, detailed with an X shaped scar across the face by an unknown accident, spiky upward hair and helmet design with a camera lens type inside the crystal. Left the group called Red Alert by his decision on his own to become a hunter due to the view of his friends and scythe wielding leader Red changing their desires of using the briefcase full of chips stolen from Sheeda and the boss for power. Chased by a large mechaniloid, met and teamed up with the crimson sword slasher by taking it down, mistakenly arrested, refused by the indigo pacifist of being or becoming a full pledged hunter, facing off his old colleagues and Red, dueling with the previous mastermind from the beginning and saved the earth again. Still refused, an emergency has been briefed by the blonde navigator, calling to the young gun shooter to race into action.

A new generation built by a blue print, enhanced with the special kind of item known as the Copy Chip. With it, it access the DNA of all reploids even to resist various types of pestilence from every corner. Sadly, the least have chosen to become corrupted as a maverick, including the flesh hating ex commander, at will. None of them have ever experienced such a miracle bestowed upon them. But it doesn't mean that they're immortal. The generation have the same mortality as a few reploids and human alike, making them quite special within their own way possible. Posing them, including the youngster, as hopes of the future as well as protectors. For the land will relax in meekfulness while the heroes do the rest.

Somewhere at Hunter Base, a secret government domain of skilled hunters, the autumn hair youngling rests around the table with legs crossed, seating into the chair slightly bored after the war has ended. Blowing a mist of a sigh. Sure there are no crimes of fire that would be happening right now, but nothing very exciting could ever seek for his attention. For he is lingering in his own boredom by daydreaming.

"Man... This is so boring... Couldn't there be anything fun around here for me do so I wouldn't die in my own sleep?" Groaned the teenage prototype, tilting the side of his head against the hand. Slowly collapsing into a tired state until the Class A expert would arrive at his direction, folding his arms.

"Listen, Axl. I know that you're furiously bored cause of no casualties or invading threats coming to screw up everyone's day, but you have to learn to be patient and let disaster come to us first when duty calls." He explained.

"I know... But it's just no fun sitting around the base to do ABSOLUTELY nothing. Sigh... This is lame..." He griped silently.

"We get it, kiddo. There isn't a speck of villainy around these parts, but It's not the end of the world that quickly, ya know."

"Well.... I guess you're right, Zero. Don't know why I was whining about since we took care of that maverick jerkface. I mean, the three of us, taking the toll on him."

"Heh. I know, and you even single handedly knocked out Sigma with your special copy ability to save our asses. "

"Darn right! Heh. He didn't know what hit him! Thanks to you guys, the legendary Maverick Hunters!"

"No, kid. Thank YOU. Without your help, we would've been dead right now. You're the real hero that the world needs."

"You think so?"

"I know so. But you still got a lot to learn when you're a hunter. Facing with tougher baddies, saving the innocents and all that."

"You got it, boss! Thanks again." Grinned Axl.

"Anytime."

Both of them stare into their peers for just a moment until the reploid teen would lean closer, accidentally deepens the long haired senior with a longing kiss. Laying his hands onto his cheek when he blush with surprised.

"Mmmph?!"

"Mmmm... Mmmmm..."

"Mmmmmph...!"

"Mmmm... Hmm?! Oh shoot! Sorry Zero!" He pulled himself away.

"Axl! What the hell are you doing?! We're not supposed to be doing something inappropriate in public!" He angrily flustered.

"Oops... He he... My bad... Didn't know what got over me."

"Ugh... Look, just try to control yourself, OK? Cause it's getting too weird. And by the way, X told me about an unknown maverick yesterday."

"Really? There's a new bad guy?"

"Mhmm. He was incredibly dangerous. Not to mention as a vampiric version."

"A vampire?"

"Yes. The creature of the night that drinks the blood of mortals to survive, like in the movies. But this baddie is different. He possess as an incubus of some sort. Flirting with woman both reploid and human at once. Or perhaps secretly someone else... Acted very sultry as his personality, but enhanced with an elemental use. Like ice for starters."

"Whoa... Is he really dangerous?"

"Precisely. He had both vampire and incubus personas. But a calming expression. Also with sneaky eyes."

"Wow.... "

Furthermore, he continuously explains more of the mysterious figure's tricks and powerful elements aiding his claws, warning the rookie about what he could do anyone with the unavoidable "secret weapon" that he tells X and crew. Unlike the young gun slinger, everyone is quite aware of this deadly strategy.

"Is that so?" He asked.

"Yes. It's something that no other reploid would escape from. Once being controlled, there's no chance of resisting against it before the..." Unable to say the rest of the sentence it out loud, he finish it by speaking into the kid's earport. Then made him jump of shock.I

"NO WAY! He seduces them?!"

"Not so loud. But yes. He performs a sexual lip locking with females of all kinds. Endlessly."

"Holy crap.... And I thought that a succubus would do the same thing to a guy."

"Yeah. Plus, he would even get a taste of their bodies if necessary..."

"Ewww..."

"But anyway, there's nothing to worry about it now. We've already sealed him underneath the containment basement built with preventable locks." He assured to the wild child, patting his shoulder. "So all is well."

"Heh. Guess so. I was getting a little frantic there. Say, what if he would do the same to me?" He said curiously. But on the inside, quite scared.

"Come on, Axl. There's no way that he would get to you. Or is there?* Smirked the golden headed saber wielder, teasing him.

"Uh oh...."

"Oh, I'm just yanking your chains. So long as you stay put, far away from that containment cell. I'm counting you to remain on your post. Understood?"

"Yes sir! I'll try my best!" He saluted.

"Good. I'll be in the meeting room. Do your best, Axl." Ordered Zero as he nodded.

"You got it!"

"One more thing... If anything happens when you're in danger, be sure to contact me or X by the earport."

"Roger that!"

"Oh. And one last thing..." He went up to the energetic teen boy, grabs him by the head to return the sinking kiss aggressively.

"Mmmph!!"

"Mmmmmmmmmwah. There. Now we're even."

"Ack! *Cough cough* Geez, Zero! Guess that'll teach me a lesson!"

"Just giving back the favor. Try to continue your duty, got that?" He chuckled teasingly, before leaving for a meeting.

"Yes sir...." Spat the young begginer.

With the examination talk aside, he walked off to attend a meeting with other hunters and navigators. But, then stopped for a pondering solution just for the lad in dark blue due to the kiss. Stood there into the middle of the hall, he felt the affected warmth melting away the coldness by touching his lips. Even though he haven't experienced nor practice empathy towards anyone but to his friends that he deeply trusts before.

"Huh... What is this weird tingling that I'm getting? Sure it was an accident, but... it feels so soft... And tense..." He imagined. "Hmm... Maybe the kiss wasn't such a bad accident after all. Actually, it's kinda hot too... Mmmm... Axl... He really is a good kid, even though his immaturity annoys the hell outta me a little." Smiling slowly from the straight stern written on his face, the idea has driven to his mind for a moment. Granting him the opportunity to pose as dangerous yet sexy winged maverick for his young friend to "fight off" with. He quickly walks into the room while no one is looking, morphing his original armor into an Absolute transformation to act as the unknown maverick.

"He he he... Perhaps I'll give the brave little hunter a special solo mission he'll never forget~ A chilling "battle", that is~" He plotted. Cycling his tongue around the pale lips, tasting the smooching marks led by the novice hunter from the former organization of assassins. For a surprise trick will never fail to get the jump on him.

Meanwhile, outside into the garden fields behind HQ during midnight, the emerald eyed gun blaster is relaxing his butt off from all the boring worriness dancing across his head all cheered up from the conversation he had with the die hard blonde, arms at the back of his head and boots crossed. Watching above the glittering stars of the night skies, so beautiful and sparkly to his pupils.

"Ahhh... What a beautiful nightfall... No wars, criminals or intruding crooks around at bay... Just some all out peace at last...." Sighed the dual wielding lad, succumbed by the wonders of the brighten dots as well as the graceful moon. The decent opposite of daytime for every or less generations to witness, secondly to lay back and watch. Everything that the red violet ex maverick have said about peace is very true, no worries, miscreants or anything too risky for that matter. It is a cesspool of non violent freedom to swim about all the time without ever getting out.

"I really miss Red... He's like the true father I never had, before going bonkers from those stupid case loaded with corny chips that changed him... Sigh.... But, his DNA will always be carried within my mimic enhancement... And in my memories too..." Tears have descended from his eyes, remembering of his foster father that caused him to grieve. However, as the new recruited hunter, he wiped them off by fist to get his spirit together.

"*Sniff...* What am I sobbing for...? Big boys don't cry. They would stay valiant and kick the crap outta fear! Heck, I'm a brave man now, in fact, I'm a Maverick Hunter! Yeah! Those creeps are gonna be very sorry if they first took a gander of me!" Cheering himself up with self encouragement, he would practice his kicks into the middle of the garden, fantasizing of him shooting multiple enemies who are robbing banks, abusing civilians and more. Hearing the applause washing all over him, women admire his fearlessness by delicate smooches. It will be his wonderful dream come true.

"Yeah.... That's right, ladies... Plenty of me to go around... He he he..." He imagines of himself surrounded by women giving him kisses by gently stroking his body all over. Until suddenly, a ringing has disturbed his daydreaming sequence. Must be an emergency or some sort. Or worse, he might have done anything disrespectful by switching the report papers. He then respond by the ear port.

"This is Axl."

"He he he he.... Hello there, Maverick Hunter Axl...." Then, a sudden deep voice has reached to him with a comely yet seductive vibe.

"Who is this?! Where's Zero?!" Replied Axl, demanding for a certain answer.

"There's no need to be angry, boy... I'm sure that he's perfectly safe with me... For now... He he he..." He replied.

"You bastard!"

"Mmm... Aren't we fueled with anger? I like that in a boy~ Truly that I would admire a woman, but never mind them... For I already found someone right in front of me~"

"Found who!?"

"You~"

What the young pistol user didn't really know, despite of a mysterious call, is that a dangerous "maverick" was quietly behind him the entire time. He have felt his chilling presence speaking to his ears until he jumped back from the "enemy".

"What the?! Who are you?!"

"He he he... Haven't your precious red friend ever warned you about me~?"

"So you're that scary looking maverick jerk that he told me about!"

"Precisely~ But enough of the meaningless introductions~ I've come here to have fun with you~" Approaching the incubus themed reploid, making his way to the youthful ward of the hunters.

"W...What are you doing?! Step off from me!" He quivered slightly, reversing himself from his opponent while trying to gulp his pride whole. "Y..You're suppose to seduce women, not men!"

"You're correct, my young plaything~ But...." He teleported for moment. Seeing as kind of a magic trick, the former member of Red Alert was infuriated by that. But, giving him a chance to draw out his trusty Axl Bullets just in case the malicious "intruder" reveals himself again.

"All right. This is it. Time to take out some maverick tr-" Then, something very impossible has happened to him. He was interrupted by the disappearing individual, now visible, by placing his clawed hand upon his innocent cheeks. Rubbing them for a quick second until the touch has intrigued his interests.

"Ohh yes~ Your flawless face is so passionate, along with your delicious figure~ So hot~" He examined, circling his palms very slowly.

"H...Huh...?!" He frozed.

"Not only do I desire for females, but in secret, I love males as well~ That's why I found you, little boy~ Now, how about a little privacy to shield ourselves from this world~?

"Are you insane?! Why would I wanna date a-" Stopped once more with a hungry kiss had made the adolescent reploid dropped his weapons. Defeated by something very consensual that he had never seen before.

"Mmmmph! Mmmph!"

"Mmmmmm~ Just try to relax~ And let go of your unwanted fury you've kept for so long~" Repelled the goth colored vampire, staring at his leaf colored eyes to hypnotize him.

"Mmmmm...." At last, he was fully compelled to the deadly spell that Zero mentioned earlier. He tried to fight it off, but it too late.

"Good boy~ Now, let's retreat into a secret place to have our little mission together~ Forever~"

"Yes, master..."

Teleporting both him, along with his mind controlled captive to a darker basement cell underneath the base to continue their "battle" in peace, they can finally have a much more privacy zone to make some love. Setting the youngling onto the bed gently while pinning him down softly, he began to sip his longing kiss once again into a seductive way.

"Mmm~ Mmmmm~ God, your lips are very tasty, but yet beautiful~ I love it when it shines brightly than a diamond~" He was fascinated by his pure and polished lips.

"Mmmm..." The future hunter would conduct the same while hugging around his master's neck, giving into the lip mashing. Connecting both of their armored bodies with approach to began the intensive grinding. Gripped tightly of their embrace to never release each other or to be separated. Finally alone together, into the dark underground area filled with nothing but lights which will be activated automatically by clapping. But it's probably best to have them off for a special night just for two.

Their anatomy would polish one another into a normal pace, meeting face to face. Or perhaps chest to chest. Jointed into a pleasurable condition as the demonic ice maverick tilted his head towards the thinly neck of the rambunctious prototype, running up and down of his snake like tongue to please him.

"U...Unh~..."

"He he he... You like that~? How about this~?" He downward his tongue a little further, all over his body, and mostly, his little private briefs.

"Unh... Unh....!" The flustered expression has appeared in his face.

"That's it, little man~ Let it all out~"

"Unh.... Unh... Unh.... Oh man.... It's so good... Unh..."

He continued to taste more of the youthful newbie, onto the legs, even the chest and mouth. Then returns for a thirsty tongue on tongue action to juice up the peacefully mood.

"Mmmph...." Moaned the pea shooting individual.

"Mmmmm~"

Their tongues were performing a tango during a kiss. Enjoying a perfectly evening at meek for a desirable dance. Dipping one of them after a dazzling twirl. Outside, the incubus would place his clawed hand upon the dual wielding lad's cute little buttocks for a casual spanking.

"Ahh....!"

"Well, you have been a very naughty boy, Axl~" He said playfully, gripping it very hungrily.

"Ahh...! Yes, I'm a very bad boy, master..." He moaned again, but with an enjoyable act.

"You know what happens to bad little boys~? They deserved a good spanking~"

He then gives him a very good slap to the ass, not too hard but lightly. Patting it like a beloved pet.

"Mmm... More master..." Begged Axl.

"That's more like it~ Yes, you may have another~" He rapidly punishes the tiny little rump. Just to give him more.

This was his first special mission he had with the shadowed themed hunter unlike any kind. Thrilling and exciting for a boat load of duels awaiting for his call when it comes to danger. He asked for something dangerous, now it arrives to him and was purposely delivered. Endlessly lingering by his ice user's grasp, but an a lustful way. Flushing away his tired boredom along with the annoyed whining down the toilet for good. For the new memories of his new friends have replaced the previous one from his mind, straighteningly stored to inherit it forever.

And finally, the true feud shall finally commenced.

"Now then~ Are you ready~?" Questioned the winged hunter.

"Ready when you are, master." He replied, lending his neck closely to him with his dipped head.

"Yeeeeeesssss~ I'm going to enjoy this more like I admire you~" He grinned, revealing his white diamond fangs for a scrumptious dinner. Axl was a little nervous, but not afraid to allow his mentor to seduce his sexy neck. Hissing very quietly with a purr, he gently bit it, inserting his fangs into the synthetic flesh.

"A...Ahhh...."

"Mmmmm~"

Like any other vampire whose patiently desperate for blood in order to survive, he is interest into necks. One of his favorite sexual parts of the body that will never cease to amaze him by the slightest. It really inspired his needs even more than talon his enemies with one strike. Plus, he even dreams in his slumber. And now, he finally had a chance to permanently suck on the thin yet strongly part of the new gen teenager.

"Mmmmmmmm~ So sexy~" He moaned comely, wiggling the tongue to clean off the blood from the marks on his disciple's neck.

"Ahhh..." He moaned yet again, puffing out a warm steam from his mouth. Enjoying his solo mission to the fullest than just lounging around at his post.

"Mmm~ Your blood is so hyper and sweet~ I really appreciate it so much, Axl~" Licked the unknown maverick, who later showed his true identity by removing his helmet. The rookie gunner gasped, knowing it was...

"Zero!?"

"Hey, kiddo~ Liking your new mission~?" Said the pale blonde upperclassmen. The plot twist has shocked the scarred youth.

"You're the unnamed maverick?!"

"That's right~ Just giving you a new lesson when this is all over~"

"No freaking way! I...I'm really sorry for kissing like that! It's not like me at all! I..." He was silenced by his friend's deep smooch as his forgiveness for the accident that occurred from the start.

"Heh. Don't worry about it, you cute little runt~ Accidents happen sometimes when you're new~ So there's no need to get all apologetic about it~"

"Well... You're right, Zero. Thanks for understanding." He cheered up.

"So~ Ready to continue our little private mission together, partner?"

"You know it, boss~"

And so, two hunters have resume their reconnaissance by kissing into the lips once more, making out in peace with the saber wielding senior's wings folded across them for a more comfortable terms.

"Oh Zero~"

"Axl~"

"Zero~...."

"Axl~....."

"Zero~...." He whispered.

"Axl~...." Same with the black crimson blond.

Tranquillity has comfort the town of Abel City during the return, free from the dreaded master and his army of mavericks pillaging amok by trying to scare humanity from the face of existence, all dealt with by the fearless Maverick Hunters. And not to mention Axl as well, the third hero that the world will look up to and will always count on. He may have lack immaturity unlike X and Zero, but has the potential will for caring about his trustworthy friends and saving everyone from certain devastation invading the earth. But for now, all is peace once again. And their thinks belong to the true hero for his bravery to protect mankind at all cost and his pure of heart. Thank you, Maverick Hunter Axl, for your limitless generosity and protection of all humans and reploids living in equality, as well as in harmony.

The End

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shawnstoriesx · 5 years

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Not Even Friends Pt 1

DING!

YN walked out of the elevator and was instantly bombarded with the busy noise of her office floor. People were answering calls, discussing current events, planning meetings, etc etc but everyone made it a point to greet YN. After all, she was presumed to be the new boss. YN was so close to getting that promotion she’d been working towards for 6 months and after that, she’d be the person in charge of the entire office. All she needed was one more successful project and she’d have the promotion in the bag.

YN flashed a friendly smile to everyone who stopped to talk as she made her way to her office. She got to work quickly, turning on her laptop and starting on the reports that needed analyzing. She was dedicated to her job, that was for sure. YN was always focused on the job and would never half-ass anything. It’s the reason why she was such a climber in the chain of command at her workplace, regardless of how young she was compared to her colleagues.

There was a light knock on YN’s office door and YN snapped out of her grind to see who it was.

��YN,” the secretary Katie called politely. “Ms. Nguyen would like to see you in her office now.”

YN let out a “thank you, please tell her I’ll be with her shortly.” before closing a door and breaking into a quick little happy dance. Was the promotion coming early?

YN walked into Ms. Nguyen’s office with a wide smile on her face.

“Hey YN!” the older woman rushed as she sat at her large desk looking through paperwork. “Take a seat. I want to talk about something important with you.”

YN obliged and sat in one of two armchairs across from Ms. Nguyen’s desk.

“So as you know, I’ll be transferring to another office abroad and I’ve been looking for a replacement to take over my position here.” she started and YN gave an attentive nod in response. “You’ve always been such a hard worker and have shown time and time again your dedication and capability so I knew right away that you’d be the perfect candidate but -”

YN’s mind went blank with joy and tuned out the rest of what Ms. Nguyen said. YES! Today was the day! She was finally getting that promotion and would finally be working her dream job!

“Yes thank you for the opportunity! I’ll definitely not let you down!” YN said earnestly.

The other woman shot her a confused look. “How’d you find out about the event already?”

Wait what. “Sorry, I must’ve misheard something you said, please continue.” YN corrected herself.

“Right so because you two are such strong candidates, you’ll both be attending the conference in 2 weeks to present some projects and I’ll decide based on your performances there.”

“Pardon?” YN started until she was interrupted by Ms. Nguyen’s door being opened.

“Sorry I’m late Tracy!” Shawn shuffled in and took a seat in the armchair beside YN without even acknowledging her. “Was caught up in a conversation and forgot the time.”

YN secretly rolled her eyes. Shawn started working at the office the same time as her and all she ever saw him do was talk to other people.

“No problem Shawn.” Ms. Nguyen giggled. YN couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Ms. Nguyen was always serious around YN and YN could’ve sworn she’d only seen her smile on a few occasions but here her boss was...giggling.

“I was just telling YN what I told you yesterday about the conference.” Ms. Nguyen turned towards YN. “So are you up for it?”

Hey eyes went doe-eyed. Wait...Shawn was YN’s competition for the promotion? Shawn Mendes?

YN’s shock was apparent and Shawn smirked as he and Ms. Nguyen waited for her response.

“Uh yes yes. Thank you for the opportunity.” YN stuttered.

“Great, I’ll email you both the information. You can get back to work.” Ms. Nguyen dismissed them.

The two colleagues nodded and YN walked out before Shawn and headed straight for her office fuming.

“Hey YN” Shawn called from behind her.

She turned around and shot him a tight smile. “Yes Shawn” she responded with feigned sweetness.

“How mad are you that I’m the one that’s going to take your nice pretty promotion?” he teased, walking over to her and playing with the ends of her hair.

She shot him a warning glance. “I don’t know what you mean.” YN remarked innocently. “I’m happy that all of your hard work and dedication is paying off for you.”

Shawn let out a small chuckle and leaned down so that his lips were just barely ghosting over YN’s ears. “Mhm. Can’t wait to spend an entire weekend with you.” he whispered before walking away.

YN’s hands slapped up to hide her red, hot cheeks. Whether they were burning up from rage or embarrassment she wasn’t sure but she knew that it was because of Shawn. She stalked her way back to her office and sat back down to do her work but she couldn’t focus anymore.

Why Shawn? Ms. Nguyen could’ve chosen ANY other person in the office and they probably would’ve been more hard working and qualified than him. All he ever did was sit around and talk to other people. In fact...YN peered out of her office window to the general floor...yep there he was leaning against a desk and talking with another girl whilst playing with the hem of her shirt. That’s real appropriate.

YN thought that she was in a completely different league than Shawn and it offended her that she and Shawn were equals in Ms. Nguyen’s eyes. He didn’t take this job seriously like she did. The office was like a playground for him, a place to flirt and socialize. Not to mention the fact that he was a cocky, arrogant piece of shit. Plus, it wasn’t a secret that Shawn had slept with nearly every female in the office. YN didn’t keep up with the gossip but as far as she knew, it was only her, Ms. Nguyen, and their 45 year old secretary Katie left.

Whatever...she thought to herself. If Shawn was her only competition, she had the promotion in the bag.

***

“Shawn! YN! In my office!” Ms. Nguyen called out.

The two quickly made their ways towards their boss’ office and sat down in the same chairs they sat in last time. This time however, Ms. Nguyen sat herself on the armrest of Shawn’s chair.

“Just want to confirm the info for this trip with both of you.” the older woman declared formally as she flipped through a notepad with the information. “Your flights leave tomorrow at 9 AM. YN you’ll be staying in a hotel that the company booked but Shawn...I have it that you’ll be staying somewhere else. Is that correct?”

Shawn nodded. “Yeah I have a college friend in that area so I’ll be staying with him. Just to save the company some money.”

“Oh very smart Shawn. I’m impressed.” Ms. Nguyen complimented as she gave his shoulders a tight squeeze.

YN saw that the squeeze lingered a little too long and she raised her eyebrows at Shawn, who was visibly pleased at the compliment.

Oh...so that’s why he’s being considered for the promotion. YN cleared her throat to move along the meeting.

“All right don’t forget, you will each be presenting one individual project and then collaborate on a paired presentation for the bigger project. How has that been working for you two?”

They both gave a weak smile. YN’s independent presentation was coming along fine. In fact it was probably her best work thus far in her career. But the paired presentation was another story. She and Shawn had been putting it off for over a week now since they didn’t really want to work together and now the conference dates were coming up fast.

“Great. See you all next week then. I’m wishing you both all the luck.”

YN quickly walked out of the office and was followed by Shawn.

“Hey YN” he called from behind. “Wanna start on that presentation now?”

“Uh I’m kinda busy right now. Have to finish analyzing some stuff.”

Shawn frowned. “Can we do it tonight then? I don’t think we’ll have time to work on it once we land.”

Great. YN had planned on relaxing tonight but Shawn was right, they’d put off that presentation for too long now.

“Yeah sure. What time ?”

Shawn shuffled closer to her. “How about when we get off work? We can even do dinner and then go back to my place. You can even stay over.” he suggested with a wink. “Let’s go to the airport tomorrow together.”

“As if.” Here she thought that Shawn would finally keep the conversation professional and formal. But this was Shawn so of course he wouldn’t. “We’re going to work here at the office. We’ll just stay behind.”

“Yes ma’am!” Shawn saluted as YN walked back to her office.

***

“Ordered pizza for us.” Shawn announced when he barged into YN’s office holding a pizza box.

“Can you knock next time.” YN replied tensely as she set down the reports she was looking at. Her eyes lingered over the box. “Thanks though. What type is it?”

“Just plain ole cheese. Hope that’s all right. It’s my favorite.”

She smiled secretly to herself as she nodded. Cheese was her favorite too.

The two quickly got to work and finished the entire presentation within 2 hours. It was a nice change, seeing Shawn be productive for once. He and YN actually worked really well together.

“Okie now that that’s done all we have to do is lock the office up and then I’ll see you tomorrow” YN rushed as she packed her bags. She suddenly let out a gasp. “Shit. I forgot to ask Katie for the key. How are we supposed to lock up the place?”

Shawn laughed as he reached into his pocket and dangled a ring of keys. “No problem. I got us.”

YN helped Shawn lock up the office and they walked to their cars together, making quiet conversation as they went.

“Yknow you surprised me today Shawn.” YN laughed.

“Yeah. How so? Because I can surprise you in a lot of other ways too.”

“Over your dead body. But you can actually do stuff. Nice to know you’re not just a pretty face.”

“So you’re saying you think I have a pretty face.”

She gave him a playful slap. “Stop it.” she joked. “I mean it’s nice to see you actually work for once instead of flirt around with everyone in the office.” YN continued walking and didn’t notice that Shawn wasn’t beside her anymore.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Shawn asked quietly.

YN finally realized that Shawn wasn’t next to her so she stopped and turned around. He was just standing a few feet away from her with a frown etched on his face.

“Yknow what I mean.”

“No I don’t.” he said tensely but YN didn’t seem to notice.

“You’re always messing around and not working. Flirting around with Ms. Nguyen and the other people. I’m just saying you should focus more. You actually are pretty good at the job. You would get far with just your work. Don’t need people to like or be attracted to you for” YN trailed off when she finally noticed Shawn’s clenched fists.

“I do work. How do you think I got here. The same way you did. Unless you thought that...” he paused a bit before letting out a weak laugh. “You thought that I talked my way to this position didn’t you?” he asked coldly.

“No no. I never said that.” YN quickly corrected herself.

“Yeah but you thought it. You probably even think that I fucked my way here.”

“No Shawn...let me explain I-“

“Save it YN. It’s cool. I could care less about what you think of me. We were never friends or anything so it doesn’t bother me.” Shawn flashed YN a weak smile before walking off, leaving her in the parking lot.

***

YN sat down nervously in the seat on the plane. She wasn’t able to sleep at all last night. The guilt from her encounter with Shawn was eating away at her and she planned on apologizing as soon as she saw him.

She peered over to the empty seat right next to her. Everyone had already boarded but Shawn was nowhere to be seen.

Fuck. Is he that mad?

YN quickly flagged down a flight attendant. “Hi is there anyway we can delay departure? Just a little bit. My friend...er I mean colleague...isn’t here yet.”

The attendant slowly shook her head and YN gave an understanding nod.

She reached into her bag to find her phone and call Shawn.

“Excuse me.” a deep voice grumbled, causing YN to look up.

“Shawn!” she smiled. “I was worried that you ditched me to go by myself!”

“Can you please move a bit so I can get to my seat?” he asked in monotone.

“Yes of course.” YN shuffled in her seat to make room for Shawn. “Look I just wanted to apologize for what I said yest-“ YN started but stopped when she realized Shawn was wearing headphones and wasn’t paying attention to her.

They sat their flight in silence as YN repeatedly peered over at Shawn who refused to look in her direction at all.

***

YN leaned on her tiptoes to pull out her suitcase from the overhead bin. She gave it a big pull but it didn’t budge.

“Sorry it’s a little stuck!” she nervously chuckled at the growing line behind her that was waiting for her to grab her bags and move.

YN tried removing the suitcase again and let out a frustrated sigh. This was mortifying. She shot Shawn a pleading look but he didn’t seem to notice as he walked past her and towards the exit with his duffel bag already slung around his shoulder.

“Can someone help the girl for the love of god?” someone aggressively yelled from the back of the plane and more shouts joined.

YN looked down at her feet and bit back tears. Gosh why was she getting emotional over this. She felt someone nudge her shoulder as they leaned over her to help her with her suitcase.

She took a deep breath before looking up to thank the person for helping her but when she did look, there was nobody near her. Instead, she just saw Shawn’s back walking away from her, noticeably closer than before.

“Can you hurry up? We got places to go too!” another stranger yelled.

YN pulled up the handle on her suitcase and ran to catch up with Shawn. His long strides made that difficult and by the time she made it next to him, she was out of breath.

“Hey, thanks for helping me back there.”

Shawn just kept walking and didn’t spare the effort to look down at her until they reached the baggage claim.

“Who’s the guy we’re supposed to meet?” Shawn asked, eyes scanning their surroundings and avoiding YN’s.

“His names Ben. He’s the head of the office that’s based here. And can you quit ignoring me so that I can apologize to you?” she responded firmly, hands pressed up to her hips.

“I’m not ignoring you.”

“YN! Shawn!” a voice called out and both of their head’s turned in that direction.

YN let out a tiny gasp. Walking in their direction was a tall, attractive, curly haired, dimpled guy holding a sign with their names on it. He was beyond adorable.

“You’ve got to be kidding me?” Shawn whispered tensely when he heard YN’s shocked gasp.

“Hi! Nice to meet you I’m Ben. I’m the lead of the office here.” Ben shook both of their hands but his eyes stayed glued to YN.

Noticing his fixation on her, YN blushed and started to play with her hair. “H-hi. I’m YN.” she stuttered, flashing him a warm smile.

YN could see from the corner of her eye that Shawn was rolling his eyes but she just tuned him out. “Thank you so much for offering to lead us around. It means a lot.” she stated eagerly.

“No problem. Let’s get on our way to your hotel first YN. Shawn will you be coming too?”

“No he’s staying at a friend’s house so he won’t need to-“ she started when Shawn cut her off.

“Yes.”

YN whirled her body around so that she was now only facing Shawn and her back was to Ben. “What why?”

“My ride isn’t here yet.” he said simply, staring at the space behind her.

She flashed him a confused look and turned around to follow his gaze. There was nothing significant behind her. It was just Ben awkwardly shuffling his feet as he waited for them.

Ben noticed that Shawn and YN were done talking and grabbed YN’s suitcase. “Great let’s get a move on.”

They reached Ben’s car and Shawn loaded their bags into the trunk while Ben opened the passenger side door for YN.

She giggled as she thanked Ben and she could’ve sworn that she heard Shawn mutter something from the back.

***

“So...are you two dating? Tracy didn’t tell me that.” Ben asked, trying to make the conversation flow on their drive to the hotel.

YN rushed in to correct him. “No no definitely not. We’re just...” she paused a bit and looked back expectantly at Shawn through the rear view mirror, hoping he’d fill in the blank.

Instead, Shawn remained silent as he made eye contact with her through the mirror.

“We’re just work colleagues.” YN stated.

“Oh sorry about that. It just seemed like you were bickering like an old couple at the airport so I just assumed.”

YN flashed Ben a reassuring smile and the two continued the conversation while Shawn remained silent in the backseat.

***

“I’ll unload your bag for you YN. You go in and check in so it’ll be quicker.” Ben suggested and YN nodded.

She walked up to the front desk of the large lobby. “Hi! Id like to check into my room please. It should be under YN.” she stated politely.

The receptionist typed away at the computer before frowning. “I’m sorry but you aren’t showing up in the system. Is there another name the room might be under?”

“Uh can you try Rowland Inc? That’s the name of my office. Or maybe even Tracy Nguyen?”

The other woman typed away before shaking her head. “There aren’t any under those names either.”

What the fuck. “Oh um are there any open rooms available for the weekend?”

“No sorry ma’am. We’re fully booked this weekend.”

YN nodded her head in understanding and turned around to walk back to the car, huffing in frustration. What was she going to do now? She didn’t have a place to stay.

“Need help carrying your bag to your room?” Ben asked. Shawn however, was halfheartedly leaned against the side of the car and looked like he could care less.

“There’s no room.” YN responded, her voice just barely cracking. Today was just nonstop frustration. “My reservation wasn’t showing up. Something must’ve happened.”

Shawn and Ben quickly shot up. Ben wrapped an arm around YN’s waist and gave her a hug while Shawn stood awkwardly next to them, hands in his pocket.

“It’s okay.” Shawn said slowly. “We can find another hotel in the area, right?”

Ben shook his head. “This is the only hotel in this city. The next hotel is in the next town but it’s quite a drive. There’s a motel down the street though.”

YN just nodded and walked dejectedly to the car.

***

The three stepped out of the car and took in the surroundings. It was still light out but the motel still looked dark and suspicious. The sign out front kept short circuiting and there wasn’t a single car in the parking lot.

“Uh thanks for the ride.” YN whispered hoarsely. “I’m going to go in and check it out.”

She took a step in the direction of the motel but Shawn quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

“You’re not staying here.”

A loud bang suddenly erupted from the motel and YN shrieked.

A pack of raccoons had made their way into one of the rooms and were now rolling around a trash can on the front pavement.

“There’s no where else to stay though.” she huffed dejectedly.

“You can stay with me.”

#shawn mendes #shawn mendes x yn #shawn mendes x reader #shawn mendes fanfiction #shawn mendes au #shawn mendes angst #office au #office!au #office!shawn #enemies to lovers au

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Summary: Very carefully and skillfully, you have been stealing from the Saviors for over a month now. Until one day you allow your ego to get the best of you and you challenge Negan to try and catch you, himself. Prompt: I had one of the Hide and Seek prompts! I decided to put a twist on it and incorporate more of a cat and mouse type of game. Word Count: 4,265 Pairing: Negan/Female Reader Chapter: One-Shot Warning: NSFW, Smut, Language Author’s Note: I’m so sorry this took so long to complete! Thank you Ash for extending the deadline. Congrats on 2,000 followers! I’m not sure if I’m 100% happy with this but I hope you enjoy! Tags: @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash @negans-network

“God-fucking damnit!” You heard the loud, thunderous voice of the Saviors leader, Negan, roar out into the woods. “Someone better catch that little fucking thief, TODAY!”

Laughing to yourself, you hurried through the woods, maneuvering your way through the series of trees.

So here’s the story; you’ve been stealing from the Saviors for almost over a month now. You happened to spot the, what you thought was an abandoned factory, in the distance one afternoon. It was on the hike there that you realized it was in fact inhabited. The scattered traps set up in every possible path there, was enough to convince you of that. You had managed to make it there. The place was incredible, and well guarded. Typically, you would wait until nightfall to make your move. One of the dumb pricks on watch almost always fell asleep. After that, it was pretty much fair game. By now, you had stolen so much from them that it was almost becoming too easy. Each week you would increase the number of times you looted their shit.

The first week, you stole mostly food and a radio that was next to a Savior who had fallen asleep. Having the radio made stealing from them that much easier. You could hear every conversation and know where most of them would be at any given time. Plus, it was so much fun to fuck with their leader. Negan would get on the radio multiple times a day either barking orders or giving long inspirational speeches that made you roll your eyes. He would call out things like, “So and So, get to the armory and do this or that.” That was your que to make your voice sound deep and respond with; “Fuck no, go to the armory yourself.” Which then set off a chain reaction on the radio and you cracking yourself up every single time. That’s also what got you caught too. One day after tapping into one of their conversations, Negan left a message specifically for you. “Well, hello out there. Sweetheart, I know you’ve been stealing my shit and I am not fucking amused by it. You think it’s funny, you tapping into my radio conversations? I almost bashed somebody’s head in for a response that was in fact you and not one of my men. You better run like fucking hell and pray I never find you.” He had laughed after that. A laugh that gave himself away. He was a liar. You knew he was actually amused by the entire situation.

The threat only made you want to steal from them even more. More specifically—him. You started sneaking in during broad daylight. You wanted them to see you. You wanted them to try and catch you. Every time you snuck in, one of his men would see you as you were leaving, alert the others, and it’d turn into a fun game of hide and seek. But, they never found you. Sometimes you even purposely made yourself visible. Only one time, were you almost caught. A very tan, muscular man, with a mustache for days, nearly caught you right outside the front gates. Thankfully, you had thew him off, making him think you ran in a different direction. Other than that one close call, no one else had come even close to you. To be honest, none of the Saviors were quite impressive. Hell, Negan never once set foot out to try and catch you. You were slightly disappointed by that too, seeing as you needed a challenge and this man was apparently the big bad wolf of the apocalypse.

You continued to run through the woods, not hearing any footsteps behind you. You chuckled, they were nowhere close to you. The radio in your back pocket went off. “SPLIT THE FUCK UP. Any of you get eyes on this girl, you take her the fuck down. Bring her back to me. ALIVE.”

Laughing at the anger in Negan’s voice, you stood behind a tree, scanning your surroundings. Still not a single person in sight.

“If you fucks come back here again without her, you’re all gonna pay. That’s right, points will decrease drastically. That’s how fucking serious I am.”

So dramatic.

“Bunch of pussies getting fucked over by a little girl.”

Little girl? You scowled and pulled the radio from your pocket. “This message is for Negan. If I’m getting your little pink panties in such a bunch, why don’t you grow some balls and come find me yourself?”

Silence.

Your heart thudded against your chest as you waited for a response.

Nothing.

“If you can’t catch me, how about I steal triple your shit next time?”

You waited again. It was only then that you heard the static of the radio from someone holding the button in for the channel. You raised the radio so it was right at your ear, waiting for him to say something.

“If.”

You dropped the radio instantly, taking off in a sprint, running faster than you ever had before. This time, he was coming for you.

Dodging through the woods, you jumped over branches, and tried to keep your footwork as quiet as possible. You thought you had made it a good distance away until you heard sets of footsteps not too far behind. Needing to catch your breath, you darted behind a tree. Pressing your back against it, you stood silently, pricking your ears up to hear even the slightest of movements.

That’s when you heard it. A loud, distinct whistle. You couldn’t tell what direction it was coming from but you knew who it belonged to. You clasped your hand over your mouth, trying to steady your breathing. You were not going out like this.

Slowly, you slid your back down the tree and picked up a handful of rocks. You slid your body back up the tree and looked over each of your shoulders. There was no one there, but you knew he was close. You threw the rocks off into the far right of the woods, causing the leaves to shuffle around as they hit the ground. Perfect decoy. That moron would be just like the others and follow the sound of the rocks.

You stepped forward ready to take off again, but you felt a strong hand wrap around your forearm, lurching you back and slamming you back against the tree.

“And the cat catches the mouse.”

Looking up, you met the dark brown eyes that belonged to Negan. He towered over you, his tall frame being at least six feet, or more. He placed a hand on either side of your head, trapping you. “Now what do I do with you?” He whispered, his hot breath smacking you in the face, he was that close.

You stared up at him. He was so much more attractive than you thought. Sure, you saw him before, but never close up. It was always from a distance. Where you could barely make out his facial features and he was much… smaller. How terrible you were at calculating.

“If you’re going to kill me, get it over with.” You finally spoke.

He seemed surprised that you had a voice. “You know I should,” he scanned the surroundings before his eyes landed on your bag of stolen supplies, “what kind of shit do you got in there?”

You shrugged, “oh you know, the usual, food, bullets, some knives.”

“Knives?” Negan echoed, clearly not happy about that. “And bullets? What the fuck do you need bullets for? You take one of my guns?”

You snorted, “Don’t be ridiculous, I stole two of those last week, not today.”

Negan’s face hardened. “I really should fucking kill you. But I’m feeling generous today. I think I’ll settle with a punishment. Yes I—“ He was cut off by a small group of his men approaching.

“Boss! You found her!” One of them shouted.

You watched as Negan’s nostrils flared. The sight of it made you want to laugh.

“Get the fuck out of here,” Negan commanded, looking you directly in the eyes but talking to the group of men around him. It didn’t take long for them to hurry away like the terrified little pussies they were. You’d been stealing from the Saviors several times a week and only once were they able to get within a good amount of distance to catch you. It was only today, when Negan joined the hunt, that you were finally caught.

His features softened slightly, “You know, you’re a lot hotter up close.”

So… he thought you were just as attractive as you thought him. “Up close?” You pretended to question. You then snapped your fingers acting like a lightbulb just went off in your head. “Oh, that’s right, you’ve never actually seen me before because you’re so used to seeing my backside.” You continued, sarcastically.

He cracked a small smile. You knew you had him. You could see the glisten of hunger in his eyes.

“Come on Negan, either kiss me,” you reached up to place a single finger on his shoulder, twirling it around in circles against his leather jacket, “or kill me.” You finished simply.

Negan gave you a look between curiosity and mischievousness. Without fully thinking it through, you pulled him down into a deep, bruising kiss, trapping his bottom lip between your teeth before finally letting go. His hands were tangled in your hair as you pulled away. “Fuck!” Negan breathed with a heavy sigh. “The things I would fucking do to you.”

“Do them,” you challenged.

His eyes narrowed. “You want to be punished by the man you’ve been stealing from for the past month? I don’t play nice with others taking my shit.”

You slapped him, hard enough that he took a stumble back, his hands pulling out of your hair. You stood in a face off, heavy panting filling the silence in the air. The tension thickened. You bit your lower lip as he ran his tongue across his own lips. You watched the smirk play across his mouth. Seeing a flash of red, you tried to slap him again, but he caught your hand and pulled you back to him.

“Don’t do that again, sweetheart.”

“Or what?”A smirk of your own spread across your features. Negan’s eyes flickered to your lips and he kissed you hard, taking total dominance over your mouth. His arms circled your tiny frame, pulling you close enough that the length of your body was pressed against him. You could feel his arousal through his pants.

“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re…”

“Let me guess, perfect?” You finished his sentence, rolling your eyes. “I’ve heard it all before, let’s cut the small talk. Are you going to punish me or not?”

His look of reverence turned devilish. He lowered one of his hands to the front of your jeans, searching for the zipper while still holding your gaze. He pulled the zipper down slowly before tugging your pants down until they hung around your ankles. Kneeling on one knee, he looked up at you with those same hungry eyes. You stepped out of your jeans, kicking them to the side.

Placing his hands on either side of your legs, you shivered at the contact. Agonizingly slow, he trailed his fingertips up the full length of your legs. He continued up as he reached the hem of your shirt. Gripping it tightly, he balled the fabric up in his hands, ripping it in half, before lifting what was left up over your head. He threw your shirt, not paying attention to where it landed. You were left standing in nothing but black panties and a cream colored bra. So much for the apocalypse. It didn’t exactly give you a great selection to choose from. However, you didn’t think they’d remain on much longer. His hands traveled up to your hair, and wrapped it around his fingers pulling your head back just enough to force you to look at him.

“After today,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “you’re mine.”

You close your eyes in pleasure as his tongue runs out across the sensitive area just below your ear. Your breathing hitches in your throat as his teeth sink down into a sinful bite. His teeth are razor sharp, taking tiny nips at the skin there, before moving up to your earlobe. You tilt your head backwards, giving him more access as he moves to run his tongue along your jaw. Moaning quietly, you try not to show that you’re enjoying it too much. You nearly chuckle at the thought.

“Turn around.”

His voice is sudden, pulling you from your trance. Before you could question him, he turned you around and left you standing there, waiting for him to do something, anything. Just as you were starting to feel self-conscious, the feather of a kiss touched the back of your neck and then continued downward, tracing your spine. Goosebumps formed on your skin and his warm breath began to tickle. When he arrived at your bra, Negan slowly unsnapped each hinge and took it off, throwing it to the ground along with your other forgotten clothes.

The cool air hit your upper body and you felt your nipples harden. His hands made a place at your hips and he continued his feather like trail of kisses down. Your breathing aligned itself with each kiss Negan took, inhaling with one and exhaling with the next. When he got to your panties, he paused and you found yourself holding your breath, waiting for his next move. His tongue trailed the top of the silky undergarments and you let out a shuddering breath. You jolted forward slightly as you felt sharp bites over both cheeks. You couldn’t help but smile at the pinch of pain mixing with the pleasure.

Negan trailed the silk down your legs, taking them off. “Bend over,” he commanded. “All the way over against that tree.”

He left no room for negotiation and you couldn’t help yourself in following his order.

“Now open your legs wider.”

You obeyed. The cool air now touching every part of you. It excited you even further.

“So you like it from behind, huh?” You laughed at your own bluntness.

“Something like that,” Negan responded before taking a long lick of your mound from behind, his tongue moving from your front to your back.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned before pressing yourself further against the tree so that your left cheek was resting against it.

Negan licked your core with relish, moving from side to side, one out lip than the next, from back to front, then front to back, making sure to snake his tongue inside your pussy every so often to fuck you with it. He would pull out and then focus back on your labia, sucking before biting hard and cooling it down with another lick. His tongue touched your clit, lightly circling and laying pressure directly on it, but Negan never gave it the full attention you wanted. Bastard. You thought. Now you knew what the true punishment was.

You lifted yourself higher and Negan was giving unencumbered access, diving in, drowning in all of you wetness. He snuck two fingers inside of you and you groaned, enjoying the new intrusion. You began to grind back on them, getting your own self off on his thick, clad fingers. Just as you were in a groove, a stream of air hit your clit. You jerked backwards and Negan’s fingers landed on that perfect spot.

Negan maneuvered himself underneath you and clamped his lips around your now overly sensitive clit and you rocked back harder, faster, getting yourself closer and closer to the orgasm you so desperately craved. His tongue then swirled around your nub, faster and faster until it matched your pace. He hooked his fingers deep inside you. You could feel the sensitivity bundling up in your nerves. You were so close to being sent over the edge. Squeezing your eyes shut tightly, you prepared yourself for the wave of pleasure. And then he stopped.

Greedily, Negan removed all traces of himself from you. He dislodged himself from beneath you and rose, standing up tall behind you. He pulled you upwards and you fell back into him, trying to catch your breath while regaining your footing. You turned around and glared at his smirking face. “What the fuck?” You swiped some of your wetness onto your fingers and held it up before him. “You’re not going to finish?” You questioned, a hint of annoyance lacing your words.

Grasping your wrist in a tight grip, he took your coated fingers into his mouth, cleaning them of its substance. His eyes closed and he moaned, seeming to enjoy your taste. When he pulled your fingers out of his mouth with a pop, Negan licked his lips. The act sent a jolt down to your core and you reached up, crossing your arms around his head. “Oh I plan on finishing.” He made sure to put and emphasis on the “I.” You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging on it roughly.

His hands trailed down your back, over your ass, and onto your thighs before he lifted you up, your legs circling around him. He lurched forward causing your back to slam up against the tree. You saw the hunger in his eyes once more as he removed his leather jacket from his shoulders, tossing it to the side. What was left underneath was a plain white t-shirt. You felt slightly faint at the sight of him. Your eyes traced the definition of muscles that were evident even with his shirt still on.

You were pulled from your gaze as he captured your lips in another greedy, dominating kiss. You moaned at the taste of yourself still on his lips. Reaching a hand down, you fumbled with the belt on his pants, frantically undoing it. You pulled the button open, freeing his quite obvious arousal. You opened your legs wider, urging him to move forward, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he continued kissing you roughly, his tongue invading your mouth. You took the length of his cock in your hand and he moaned against your mouth. You took your thumb and rubbed against the head of it, earning a low growl from Negan.

Unable to take the foreplay any longer, you took Negan’s face in between your hands and smushed his face together, making sure he was looking only at you.

“Fuck me. Now.”

“Hmmmm, feisty little thing you are,” his voice was like velvet and you were sure that you were going to explode from impatience.

Negan winked before aligning himself up to your entrance. He teased you by slowly rubbing his cock up and down against your clit. He moved his head down and swallowed a dark almost purplish nipple, biting into the erect flesh, earning a curse from your mouth. He soothed it with his tongue before biting it again, harder this time, and again used his tongue to wipe away the pain. He then sucked on it, making it nice and hard before moving to the previously neglected nipple, repeating the process, biting then licking, biting and sucking.

This was pure torture. A few more moments of this and you wouldn’t be able to take it any longer. This really was the worst punishment ever. Constant teases of pleasure with no release? Negan was a cruel, greedy man. You wanted to punish him yourself for causing you such distress, but his body had you completely trapped beneath him that you couldn’t move even if you wanted to.

“Fuck you, Negan.” You groaned, angry with his antics.

“I told you,” he placed his hands on your hips and leaned towards you, “I don’t play nice.”

He paused before lifting you up slightly and ramming you down hard on his cock.

A cry slipped from your lips at the suddenness of his actions, and your body finally surrounded his thick member. Pain and pleasure shot through you.

It only took three thrusts for you to feel yourself on the edge of pleasure. “Negan!” You screamed in pleasure, urging him to continue so you could come undone.

“Don’t. You. Dare. Fucking. Cum.” Negan threatened, and your eyes jolted open. He looked back at you with clouded eyes mixed with his own pleasure.

“Wha—“

“Not until I fucking tell you to.”

Negan continued to lift you up and push you down as you yelled his name. He rocked your body slightly as he pushed you on him so that your clitoris was stimulated against his body at the same time.

You threw your hands down on his chest and dug your nails into his shirt, gripping the fabric through your fingers as he continued to thrust into you. You gasped for air as you tried desperately to control yourself. You began moving up and down his erection on your own.

“Fuck,” Negan moaned, “you better not cum yet.”

You dropped your head back as you felt yourself about ready to do just that. You forced your eyes open to look up at the sky. You tried to focus on it and not the building sensation inside you.

Suddenly, Negan was moving much faster and harder. Your hands grasped at his back as you felt your clitoris rubbing against his body once more, pushing him inside you. You opened your legs wider, allowing him to move deeper. You moaned loudly, almost reaching the peak of your orgasm.

“Go ahead doll, fucking come for me!” Just as he was going to explode, he sank his teeth into your neck and groaned loudly.

You screamed as you simultaneously felt his teeth against your neck, his cock pumping under your skin, and your own body tipping over the edge into release.

Negan continued to thrust himself into you as he came. He moaned again in bliss.

You continued in that position for a few moments, you still around his cock, him holding you up, each coming down from your high.

“Mother-fucking hell,” Negan dropped you gently to the ground, a lot more gentle than you expected him to.

Your feet hit the ground lightly. “So I guess we’re even now?” You questioned as he buttoned his pants up and fiddled with putting his belt back on.

A slight flicker of amusement was evident in his eyes. “Fucking, fuck no.” He replied with a curt laugh. “You steal my shit and think that’s all there is to it?”

You buttoned your own pants, and clasped your bra back on before looking at him in astonishment. “Well, what are you going to do now? Kill me after you just fucked me against a stupid tree?!”

Negan walked away and you thought he was leaving you there, until he leaned down to pick up his barbed wire bat that was propped up against a tree. Your heart froze as you watched him toss it back and forth between his hands, before swinging it aggressively. He flashed you a smile, revealing his perfectly straight white teeth. “Fucking relax! I’m not going to beat your brains out,” he propped the bat up against his shoulder. “Fucked them out instead,” he added with a laugh.

You rolled your eyes.

“Put your shirt on, pick up that shit you stole from me, and let’s go.”

“You’re joking.”

Negan cocked an eyebrow, “Does it look like I’m joking?”

You folded your arms across your chest. “I’m not going with you.”

“You take my shit, I take you in return. I own you now.” Negan stepped forward, closing the distance between the two of you with each step. “So put your shirt on, pick up the shit you stole from me, and let’s go. It’ll be getting dark soon.”

You glared back at him, “You ripped my shirt in half. I don’t have another.”

“There’s nothing in that bag you can wear? Don’t tell me your sticky fingers didn’t grab one article of fucking clothing.”

“I didn’t.” You admitted.

Sighing, Negan looked around and you wondered if he was pondering on what to do next. However, it didn’t take long for him to decide. He slipped his leather jacket off and placed it over your shoulders. “Zip that up, I don’t want any of those sorry fuck’s eyes wandering when we get back.”

You picked up the bag of supplies you took today. Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as you thought it would be. Negan was taking you back to the Sanctuary, willingly. At least now you wouldn’t have to steal from them anymore. You laughed at the thought of it. Or maybe you could just bolt now and steal Negan’s precious leather jacket.

Negan threw his arm over your shoulders, pulling you close against his side. “You just keep on laughing sweetheart. Today? There’s plenty more where that came from. I’m not always as generous.”

Following his lead, you started back in the direction of the Sanctuary, his arm still possessively around your shoulders. How bad could it possibly be? Sure you were definitely punished today with his agonizing torture of not letting you have your release, but how much worse could it get? Would he fuck you again and not let you come at all? He wouldn’t dare. And you were up for the challenge if he did. Negan’s voice pulled you from your thoughts.

“Yep, I’m not even close to being done with you.”

END.

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Hisoka's Black Tale: Prologue

Mun!Yuki: At last. :) It has been done. The prologue is finally done. I do apologize if some things become confusing to understand, that is because the answers will be revealed as the story progresses. Now, without further adieu, I present to you: the Prologue of Hisoka’s Black Tale! 💙Please enjoy!

“Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes-”

“Hisoka-sama, We will be arriving to our destination shortly.”

A short-haired brunette, sitting at the backseat of a white Lincoln Town Car with a book placed on her lap, looked up from the book, to the female chauffeur in the front. “Understood, thank you.” She said, before placing a bookmark into the book, titled “Romeo & Juliet”, and closing it, turning her head to the window beside her. She wore a short, black leather jacket over a white, sleeveless top with a black cross on it, a pair of black, leather pants, and a pair of black, leather shoes with chains attached.

As she continued to look out the window, there was only one thing on her mind. What lead her to be driven to the destination. What made her even be willing to go there.

‘Yui…’

It all started a few days ago.

~ Flashback ~

Outside a building that looks abandoned, the familiar brunette pressed a button of what looked to be a broken doorbell. “This is ‘Juliet’.” She said, as if talking to herself, “I’ve returned from my mission in the northeast side of Tokyo; Open the door, if you will.” Almost immediately after the command was made, the doors slowly open. ‘Juliet’ watched, rather unamused, and once the door finally opened completely, the brunette entered without a single word. As she entered the building, ‘Juliet’ heard the doors behind her close, The brunette continued to walk forward to reach her destination, She looks around with disinterest, continuing to remain stoic. Unlike from what it looked like from the outside, inside the building was bright with working lights, people were present, and we’re working. And it was indeed noisy. Some glanced over to the brunette’s direction, before returning back to their own businesses, completely ignoring the girl and her presence. Not that the brunette girl cared. It has always been like this, so this was normal for her.

“Hisoka!” A familiar voice called out, making the brunette stop and turn to where the voice from. Standing by the wall on her right, was a young man that looked as if he could be around the age of 19, with black, straight, neck-length hair with bangs moved to the side, and had lilac, narrowed eyes. He wore a black, sleeveless, shoulder-less turtleneck, a pair of black, leather pants, a black tattoo mark that resembled a wolf’s head on his left shoulder, and as well as a belt around his pants with a sword case attached to it. The brunette, Hisoka, then walked over to the young man and greeted, “Yuuichi, it’s been a while.”

“It has.” Yuuichi crossed his arms as he nodded his head beside him, which was door that lead to a break room. “Want to have some coffee?” Despite that question sounding nothing out of the ordinary, Hisoka knew what that meant. ‘We need to talk, in private.’ She nods and answered, “Yeah, That would sound nice; After the long ride, I would actually love some right now.”

After the two entered the break room, Hisoka looked around. It’s been awhile, she had almost forgotten what the break room looked like. A Counter that held onto the coffee machine, a small kitchen area, a white loveseat sofa in front of a glass coffee table, a black refrigerator, and a white leather seat. “Any kind of coffee you’d like?” Yuuichi asked. “Cappuccino, please. It’s been awhile since I’ve last had that.” The brunette said, sitting down on the loveseat sofa. “Understood.” Yuuichi replied, as he went into the small kitchen area and put on a black plain apron.

As the black-haired young man went to work, Hisoka continued to sit and wait as she watched him.

Kuroi Yuuichi, Age 19. Codename: Tybalt Half Japanese, and half Chinese. An excellent swordsman and a black belt in Karate, but is also known for his impulsive attitude and hot-temper; Thus, fellow hunters are often wary of him. He is the cousin of Kuroi Hisoka and grandson of their boss, the leader. Because it has been rumored that his mother disappeared due to having a forbidden affair with a vampire and was turned into a vampire herself, Yuuichi killed his own mother at a young age, and since his mother’s disappearance, He has no memory of his father or his whereabouts; Believing him to be dead already from the hands of the vampire that was rumored to be Yuuichi’s mother’s secret lover. All of this has been said to develop the boy’s strong, burning hatred for Vampires. Because of the experience, Yuuichi had been considered to be a very experienced Hunter.

After what felt to have been a while, Yuuichi returned with the cappuccino and carefully handed it to the brunette, who mumbled her thanks before blowing the steam from her cappuccino before drinking it carefully. “You always know how to make my coffees exactly how I like them, Yuuichi.” Hisoka commented. “I swear, drinking coffee is your new addiction; I guess that’s better than that smoking and drinking addiction you had.” Yuuichi sighed. “I was fourteen and saw them as stress relievers; Plus, You were able to get me to finally quit after a year so see that as an accomplishment and I’ve been drinking coffee for years now, I can’t really live without it.” Hisoka took another sip of her cappuccino. They stayed silent for a moment, as Hisoka waited for her cousin to talk.

Finally the raven-haired man spoke first, “Did you just come back from your mission?” Hisoka nodded. “Yeah, the leeches are already taken cared of .” She reported, “As suspected, the bloodsuckers were involved with the disappearance of children; They have been luring and tricking the children by gaining their trust to drain them dry, as it seems the blood of children was more desirable to them; However, it took a little longer than expected because they were stubborn and some miscalculations were made in the mission.”

Yuuichi nodded his head as he understood, before clenching his teeth and tightened his grip to his arms, “Those damn bloodsuckers.. They really are monsters in disguise…” He growled as Hisoka watched with her stoic expression. “That’s why we kill them, Yuuichi;” The brunette said slowly, as she points out the obvious, “That’s literally our job as hunters; We kill them in order to protect innocent humans, because there are still idiotic fools that work in the church have given up their pride by calling truce with Vampires and even creating that disgusting “system”; It’s our job to keep the legacy of keeping peace for humans going and to protect them from learning the horrific truth that leeches really do exist and aren’t the sparkly creatures some idiots would imagined them to be..“

Yuuichi looked away slightly, “Tch… those disgusting leeches deserve to be killed… If only Grandmother would just let me, I would slice every one of those filthy bastards to fucking shreds the moment I see one….” This made Hisoka now roll her eyes in annoyance. For as long as the brunette remembered during her time in the organization, She recalled the raven-haired male saying that many times, even when it was obvious that there would be no way that would ever even be possible. “Yuuichi, one of these days your temper, your pride, and your cocky attitude will be the death of you; How many times have I told you?” She questioned. “Hmph!” was the only response given to her. Hisoka sighed in annoyance as she finished her cappuccino and placed the cup down on the coffee table.

“Well I’ve already wasted enough time; I thought you had something important you wanted to tell me but I thought wrong;” Hisoka said, as she got up from the loveseat, “No matter, I’ll be going to go see Grandmother to give my report before I go over to the church to visit Yui. It’s Sunday, right? I lost track of time because the mission took a little longer than expected.” Hisoka was about to take her leave as she was about to touch the doorknob until she noticed something different. At the mention of “Yui”, her cousin’s body tensed up. “What?” She questioned, stopping and turned back to him with a look of confusion.

“… You don’t know?”

Hisoka grew more concerned and a little irritated by this question, “"I don’t know” what? What are you talking about?“ She question, lowly an darkly. Did something happen to her beloved Yui? Yuuichi went silent for a moment before he finally answered. As his mouth moved as he answered her question, Hisoka’s heart dropped and her blue eyes grew slowly wide in shock as time began to slow down. It felt as if a second became an eternity, until the brunette quickly opened the door and ran off to her destination without a second thought before slamming it shut behind her, while her mind echoes the answer she was given by her raven-haired cousin.

“She was sent as a Sacrificial Bride to the Sakamaki household by the Church.”

It wasn’t long for Hisoka to get to where she had to go to get a confirmation if what she had heard was true or false: It was none other than the office of her Grandmother’s Office.

The doors flung open, as the brunette entered and carelessly slammed them behind her. “Tsurara-sama!” Hisoka called, “Is what I heard about the daughter of Komori Seiji true?!”

The room inside was mostly dark, with only dimmed light coming from the thick curtains behind the elderly woman in the luxurious-looking office chair. The elderly woman wore her light gray hair in a bun, and had light ocean blue, narrowed eyes, cold as absolute zero. She wore a black and white suit with a black tie, as well as a pair of black high-heels. The elderly woman’s expression was as cold as her eyes, stoic, as she looked straight into Hisoka’s eyes, making a shiver run down the brunette huntress’s spine. “Hisoka, Calm yourself.” The woman commanded, “Now.”

Hisoka immediately did as she was told, now looking stoic, “Yes, Tsurara-sama…” She bowed her head apologetically, “Please forgive me for my rudeness and intrusion.” The elderly woman smiled coldly in response. “You are forgiven; Now proceed.” She commanded, as Hisoka raised her head.

“Yes ma’am.” Hisoka walked forward slowly, but still keeping her distance. “After I returned from my mission involving the disappearance of children from the city west from the capital, which was a success despite the delay, I was informed that the daughter of Komori Seiji was sent by the church to the Sakamaki household as a Sacrificial Bride; Is that true?” The question itself made the young huntress’ blood run cold. She didn’t want to believe it. She prayed to God, that it wasn’t true; However, Reality was cruel enough to let the elderly woman’s cold smile widen, making the brunette’s blood run colder within her veins.

“Yes, that is true,” Tsurara said, “Komori Seiji has actually left overseas and his daughter was sent to the Sakamaki’s to live there as the Sacrificial bride.” Slowly but carefully, Hisoka took deep breaths to calm down. She needed to calm down. She had to calm down. For her. “… Does she even know? Who she’s going to be living with? Those disgusting leeches disguised in human skin..?” She felt the burning hatred in her heart rise up, before she immediately used all of her willpower to stay composed. “She does not. Poor thing, even she isn’t aware of the truth about the things she will be living with. Not even a single clue.” Tsurara chuckled coldly.

The more she heard, the more Hisoka’s rage fueled and the more the huntress felt her blood get colder. Inside, Hisoka was truly shaking. ‘No… I made a promise to her… I already promised to protect her…! I already promised to be there for her and protect her no matter what!’ An image of her blond friend, smiling that beautiful smile the huntress has always adored from the bottom of her heart, flashed in her mind.

Her beloved Cinderella…

“… Tsurara-sama,” Hisoka silently gulped as she brought herself to look into the cold eyes of her grandmother with determination, “I.. have a request…” Tsurara looked rather amused by this. “Oh? A request? Do speak, Child.” Tsurara’s cold smile widen more. “I…” Hisoka looked down to the floor, closed her eyes shut as she clenched her teeth together. ‘For her… For my beloved… For my Yui..’ Those thoughts replayed in the young huntress’s mind like a broken record player. Finally, She did the unthinkable.

Hisoka went down on her hands and knees, bowing her head down as she swallowed up her pride.

All for her.

“Please let me go to where she is! Please let me be there to protect her and bring her back here! She will die from those bloodsuckers!” She begged. Tsurara, on the other hand, continued to watch, looking amused. “Oh? So that is your request?” She questioned. “Tsurara-sama, I will do anything! I will even go on any mission you assign me to! Any mission! Just please take me to wherever she is now! Let me rescue her!” Hisoka continued to beg. She understood what she was doing. Pleading and Begging. Two of the things the huntress would never do, due to her own pride; However, if it involved Yui, then it will always be an exception.

‘Only for her.’

“Then how about a little deal? If you are willing to go this far for her.”

Hisoka looked up at Tsurara, who stopped smiling in amusement and looked at her coldly. “Consider this as a test; A test to see how much you’ve improved as a huntress, and see if you are worthy of your title as the heiress of the family,” Tsurara began, “I shall allow you to go and help you find access to where the Komori child is and rescue her; However, if you succeed, She will stay in the main household under my protection, and you will be ranked up to a Rank S Huntress.”

Hisoka’s blue eyes widen from this deal, even more so at the reward.

‘A Rank S Huntress…’

Rank S Hunters are well-known to fellow hunters as the ‘Elite Hunters’. The only hunters that have the right to kill even then pureblood vampires without any kind of special permission given by even the Head of the VH Organzation, and are allowed to go on any missions of any difficulty as they please. To become a Rank S Hunter was every hunters’ dream. Even the brunette’s.

“Tsurara-sama, pardon me when I ask this; But, you would really rank me up to a Rank S huntress? Is that a real offer?” Hisoka questioned, fighting the urge to look as surprised as she really was. “Of course; You are my dearest granddaughter, and the family’s rightful heiress.” The elderly woman said, “You are even allowed to kill anyone that gets in your way. It is only a matter of principle, isn’t that right?”

Almost in a robotic manner, Hisoka nodded, “Yes Tsurara-sama.” She said, again speaking in a stoic tone. Although in her mind, the brunette didn’t understand. She was beyond confused with so many questions in her head that will be left unanswered. For example: Why, and how, the hell was Yui caught up in something she wasn’t suppose to get involved in? Was it the brunette’s fault? Did Komori Seiji even know what was going on? What the fucking hell were the people from that damn church planning? And why are they making her Cinderella get involved?

“Good; Now that you understand, everything shall be arranged. You shall be going in undercover as a Sacrificial Bride yourself, and you will do whatever is necessary to complete your mission as usual; However, these vampires you will come across are like none other; They are not like the ones you’ve killed, so do not act recklessly. They are actually smart.” Tsurara warned, with a serious look; Instead of asking any questions, Hisoka could only nod and continue looking stoic.

Rule 7: Do not speak unless allowed to.

“As arrangements are in process, You yourself must be prepared as well. As I said, This shall be unlike any mission you have completed prior. Do watch your step.” Tsurara reminded, “Understood?” Hisoka nodded again, “Understood.”

“Good girl,” Tsurara gave Hisoka her cold, trademark smile, “You are excused for now but later today, I do expect to be given a more proper report on your mission.” The young brunette bowed her head, “Yes Ma’am; Thank you Tsurara-sama.” Almost immediately, Hisoka walked to the door; However, as Hisoka was about to touch the doorknob and leave her grandmother’s dark office, She narrows her eyes and quickly moved her head to the left slightly out of instinct once the brunette felt that something wasn’t right. Her suspicions were confirmed correct;

As once Hisoka moved her head, two sharp knives hit the door, only managing to get a few strands of the brunette’s hair. The young huntress, however, continued to hold her cold, stoic expression; Without even turning around, Hisoka spoke in a calm and collected tone, “Tsurara-sama, I’ve survived the special training that you assigned for me, the one that had been passed down the Kuroi family for generations. A surprise attack such as that is merely like Child’s play. You know that perfectly well; Something like that will not kill me.”

Right… Child’s play.. Merely…

After a moment of silence, Hisoka heard her grandmother let out a very dark and humorless chuckle behind her, “Of course I know that; However, something like that will very likely kill the daughter of Komori Seiji.” Hisoka froze as she listened to her grandmother speak darkly and coldly. “Makes me wonder if She is even still alive at this very moment… After all, They are nothing like the ones you or Yuuichi have killed. If they are able discover who you really are and kill you, then who will be there to save the poor girl?” As she saw her granddaughter already sweating from just thinking about it, Tsurara decided to put the cherry on top to top it all off.

“After all… She is living under the same roof with SIX ravish beasts…”

…..

Six…?

As the numbers continued to ring in her head, eyes widen, Hisoka quickly left the room and closed the door shut completely before bolting off.

‘Yuuichi..! I need to find Yuuichi!!!’ The brunette isn’t able to drive yet. The only person she could count on to drive her there to her destination was her cousin, the only one she could trust in the organization. Knowing he would be waiting for her in the break room, Hisoka ran back there with the hope that it was all just a lie or some kind of sick, twisted nightmare.

However, after the girl left, Tsurara, now alone again in her office, began to smirk and chuckle darkly; Oh how she couldn’t wait for her dear granddaughter to reach her destination and let the cold, dark truth slap the young huntress across the face, with a reminder that this was indeed reality.

Cruel, Cruel Reality…

After convincing and even begging Yuuichi to take her to the church, which made the ride feel like an eternity to her, The cousins have arrived at long last. Hisoka was the first to leave the car. Knowing he can’t really do anything for his younger cousin, Yuuichi remained in the car and chose to wait.

Running to the church where she begged for the holy father above to let her beloved wait right behind those front doors, Safe and sound; Smiling that beautiful, angelic smile that have always made the huntress’s heart skip a beat without fail.

Unfortunately…

By the time she got there and opened the door,

“Yui!!”

She remembered how cruel reality was.. Remembering this has slapped the brunette across the face.

In the church, No one was present. Not even the blonde-haired beauty she was looking for.

‘It was.. all true..?’ Hisoka thought to herself, as she took steady steps inside the church, ‘Did I.. Did I just lose her..?’ Consumed by the feeling of emptiness that made her heart tighten, the brunette’s knees slowly became weak and fall onto the floor.

‘No… that can’t be real…’

‘This.. this had to be a dream! A nightmare!! A SICK JOKE!!!’

That’s right.. She spent all this time to prevent her dearest friend from finding out the truth about the existence of Vampires; To make sure she was safe from harm, away from them.

‘Why Yui? Why her, of all people? Why the hell was the church empty on a FUCKING Sunday?! It was like as if they knew she was coming! Were they all somewhere else in the church?! The pope had to be here still, right?! What the HELL was this?! A FUCKING TV DRAMA?!!!’

‘Hisoka continued to fill her mind with these kinds of questions; However, no matter how many questions she had, they will remained unanswered.

She didn’t understand, She didn’t even want to believe it.

With the many unanswered questions filling up in her mind, Hisoka felt her head starting to pound; Making the Huntress hold her head with both of her hands and she clenched her teeth in pain; With the consideration of ripping out her own hair and scream bloody murder.

‘NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! I REFUSE TO ACCEPT THIS! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THIS!!!’

“My, My~ Even with the proof, you still choose to remain in denial~? How pitiful~”

Hisoka gasped and quickly got up, before looking around for the source of voice as she held her guard up; However, there was nobody else. Even though the voice sounded awfully familiar…

“Who is there?!” Hisoka questioned, although it sounded more of a demand.

“Oh I see~! You can hear me loud and clear~! That means it is slowly dropping~ fufufufufu~” The voice responded; This time, Hisoka could tell why the voice sounded familiar.

It was.. her own..?

The brunette’s body shook. What was this? Why was she hearing her own voice? How was this even possible?! Was this even possible?!

“Oh it is possible~ Just close your eyes, and let yourself go to the darkness in the back of your mind~” The voice instructed. As much as Hisoka wanted to demand what was going on and have her questions answered, the Huntress ended up doing exactly as the voice told her to do.

And once she did, it was like looking at a mirror. When Hisoka closed her eyes, she only expected to see just the pitch black darkness; However, once her eyes open her eyes as she entered the back of her mind, the Huntress was only greeted by what was an exact replica of herself, giving Hisoka a cold smile that sent shivers to run down the huntress’s spine. “At last we finally meet~ Why, you have such an unpleasant look upon your face~ Well, that is quite understandable~ You never knew this about yourself~” The replica giggled as ‘it’ pointed out Hisoka’s shocked expression.

Hisoka didn’t know what to feel. Livid? Depressed? Confused? There was literally a replica of herself. Right in front of her. She has always been an only child too, so she couldn’t have had any siblings she didn’t know about; Let alone a fucking twin. That would be a fucking plot twist. For now, the Huntress remained shocked. It only took a while for her to ask another question, “W-Who.. who are you..?”

Once again, the replica giggled and Hisoka shuddered again from how it sounded so cold. “Me~? Oh dear, you don’t know yet~?” That moment, the replica’s cold smile turned into a smirk. Within a split second, the replica vanished once Hisoka blinked. “Wait!!” The Huntress looked around at her surroundings, trying to look for that replica. It still hasn’t answered her question yet.

“I will only answer this once~ So please do remember this well~”

Hisoka froze. She heard the replica - with her voice - spoke from behind her. The brunette girl tried move herself to face the replica; However, she wasn’t able to. The voice.. it was definitely her voice.. but it sounded just as icy as her grandmother’s… Is the reason why she isn’t able to move because of fear..?

“I am you, yet I am not you..”

Hisoka now heard footsteps slowly come from behind her, as she heard the voice come closer.

“You are the Naïve Juliet, yet I am the Tragic Juliet..”

As the replica and their footsteps came closer, Hisoka’s mind went blank and her heart started racing. Juliet? Naïve? Tragic?

“You are the prototype, yet I am the finalization..”

‘Prototype…? Finalization…?’ With these many questions running through her mind, Hisoka’s confusion grew greater than before. She is sure as hell she wasn’t a fucking robot! What was this imposter talking about?!

“While it is still just the prologue of Act I.. I shall ask..”

Hisoka slightly jumped as she felt an arm wrapping around her waist, and a hand grabbing hold of her chin. The huntress felt a lump in her throat, as she felt the replica lean to her ear and whisper lowly,

“Do you understand who I am yet, Juliet?”

From just that, Hisoka’s blood ran cold and her ocean blue eyes closed shut; Thus, she finally screamed.

She felt the darkness itself grab hold of her from the shoulders, creeping up to her neck. The Huntress then started to struggle and continued to scream. as she felt herself being strangled.

That was until she felt a sting of pain from her left cheek and heard another voice other than her own, “Hey! Hisoka! Snap out of it!”

The brunette shot her eyes open. She was no longer within the darkness; She has come back to reality, back in the church. She looked in front of her to see Yuuichi, with an expression mixed with confusion, anger, and worry, and his left hand on her right shoulder. “Yuuichi…?” Hisoka blinked in confusion. “I heard you screaming inside the church, so I ran inside because I thought you were being attacked;” Yuuichi started to explain, “But when I entered the church, you looked as if you were being possessed.”

“Possessed?” Hisoka repeated. “You were thrashing around; I tried grabbing your shoulders and shake you, but you started thrashing even more, so I..” For a moment, Yuuichi trailed off as he looked down to his right hand with a look of guilt.

From this, Hisoka almost immediately understood the reason why there was a sting of pain from her cheek; Yuuichi slapped her in order to bring her back to reality.

“It’s fine; As long as I was given a reality check, I wouldn’t even care if you had to resort to punching me.” Hisoka grabbed Yuuichi’s left hand and placed it down as she went back to looking composed, “Besides, We’re hunters; Unlike normal humans, Our healing process is quicker. It will be nothing.” Yuuichi looked up to his brunette cousin and retorted, “Hisoka, even if you say that, Your healing process isn’t as fast as mine or the others-” The raven-haired hunter stopped once his blue eyes met with his cousin’s icy glare.

The huntress’s icy glare pierced through her cousin’s eyes as she growled, “Don’t ever.. remind me again…”

Pissed as she may appear, Hisoka was more upset if anything. She may not care about what others say or thought of her; However, She already knew how different she was in comparison to other hunters and it was already annoying enough being reminded of one of those differences between her and them. Hisoka honestly hated it.

And Yuuichi knew that better than anybody else.

“Alright, I’m sorry..” Yuuichi apologized. Before Hisoka could say anything as a reply, The raven-haired hunter took her hand. “Hey, Let’s just go; There is no point being here anymore since not even the pope is here, right?” Silently without much thought, Hisoka nodded.

“Come on… We can go back train, have proper coffee time, and I’ll help you get ready for your mission.” Yuuichi told her, “But first, you need to give Grandmother a proper report on your mission from the northeast, okay?” Without anything to say in response, the brunette huntress just silently nodded again, leading Yuuichi to lightly tug Hisoka’s hand to exit the church.

With her heart feeling cold and numb, the brunette’s only thought was: ‘Once again.. I’ve failed to protect someone important to me..’

~ Flashback End~

“Hisoka-sama, We’ve arrived.”

Snapped back to reality, Hisoka looked outside the window to observe the view of the elegant mansion in front of her. ‘So this is it..’ She sighed as she removed her seatbelt before opening the door to exit. “Hisoka-sama, would you like me to take your luggage for you?” Asked the chauffeur. “No, it’s fine, but would you please open the trunk for me so I may get it myself?” Hisoka asked after grabbing her book with her right hand and getting out of the car. “As you wish.” The Huntress heard a click and headed to the trunk, when the trunk itself opened automatically. After it was fully opened, Hisoka grabbed a black luggage from within the trunk and took them out carefully, before the trunk automatically closed.

Carrying the luggage with her left hand, The brunette moved up to the driver’s window, and waited for it to roll down. Once the chauffeur took notice of this and rolled down, Hisoka shoved her right hand into her right pant pocket and dug inside, fishing out a ¥10,000 yen note before handing it to the chauffeur between her finger and middle finger, who looked at the note before back at Hisoka, rather astonished. “Hisoka-sama, I can’t take this! Your grandmother has ordered me not to accept-” Before the chauffeur could finish, Hisoka simply cut her off with a small smile. “‘One Good Deed a Day’, as the saying goes; Please do take it as a token of my appreciation.” The Huntress said. The Chauffeur looked at yen note before looking back at Hisoka, and with a little bit of hesitation, She took the note and gave Hisoka a bright smile, “Thank you so much, Hisoka-sama; Please do be careful..” She said. The brunette nodded, “Thank you; And you too.” Hisoka turned and began to walk to the entrance while she heard the car slowly drive away. She then revert back to being stoic, the moment she felt… eyes..

‘They know I’m here now..’ Hisoka noted. As the Huntress made it in front of the door and was about to knock, the door opened on its own; However, Hisoka was not at the very least fazed by this. This only confirms her suspicions. She remembered exactly what her grandmother told her about the mission.

“These vampires are somewhat different from the ones Komori Yui is currently staying with; However, they hold a connection so gaining access to get to her is not an issue. There are four of them, adopted by the Vampire King, Karlheinz; I’m sure you are familiar with him and his alias as the politician ‘Sakamaki Tougo’. Portray yourself as a normal, naive girl from the church. Despite the difference, they are not naive so keep your guard up, especially around the eldest. He is quite the analyst. Observe everything in order to have them work to your advantage. If you succeed to get Komori Yui and if they are in the way of your escape, you may kill them with everything you have.”

The brunette entered after muttering, “Pardon the intrusion.”, and closed the door with the heel of her right boot. “Hello?” She called, “Is this the Mukami residence? Is anyone here?” Although acting confused, Hisoka already knew. They were here. How disgusting.

Without any response given, Hisoka’s patience was running thin; Thus, She raised her voice louder and called again, “Hey! Is anyone here?!”

“Oi! Shut up already!!”

Hearing an unfamiliar, masculine voice booming, Hisoka quickly turned to her left and saw from the staircase was a tall young man with messy brown hair tied up in a bun and brown eyes. He wore a white, long-sleeves V-neck shirt under a black sweater, and a pair of brown pants, along with black shoes. Not only that, He also wore a necklace and a bracelet around his left wrist.

Hisoka gritted her teeth as she smelled a familiar scent coming from the young man. Vampire..

“Oh I’m sorry, but if someone would’ve replied when I first called, then maybe I would’ve just left it at that!” Hisoka snapped at the brown-haired vampire. “Hah?! What the hell was that, Inoshishi?!” He yelled, making the brunette become taken aback slightly from this. ‘Inoshishi’?! Did he just call her a Boar?! “Wha-?!”

“Now, now Yuma-kun, remember what Ruki-kun said~? Koneko-chan here plays a very important role!” Hisoka turned to her right to see a blond young man with blue eyes. His hair was curly, but the brunette took note that his bangs were covering the top right side of his face. He wore a pink, short-sleeved jacket over a long-sleeved black shirt with small circles on it and black boarding the top and bottom, and a pair of blue pants, with, what she believe to be, white boots. Barely noticing it, Hisoka noted that this one wore earrings on both ears, a necklace, and bracelets around his left wrist. The one thing she finds rather off about this one was his eyes. She couldn’t figure it out, but for some reason she finds them.. unsettling.

“‘Koneko-chan’?” Hisoka glared. So, now she’s “Kitten”? Was this guy fucking serious? Then the brunette’s expression started to show confusion. ‘Wait.. what did he just say…? Important role..?’ Before she could ask, Hisoka felt a presence behind her, making her turn around quickly to come face-to-face with a young man with black hair with light gray tips and gray eyes, whom she almost backhanded before barely stopping herself. His bangs were rather long as they go past his eyes and parted with a piece in the middle. To keep it short and safe to say it, his hair looked messy and curly, with the back of his hair was cut straight. He wore a white sweater with the sleeves around his upper arms, with diamond patterns on both the left and right sides and what seems to look like belts on the bottom parts of the sleeves and underneath was a blue, long-sleeved shirt with dark blue bordering the top, as well as wearing, what Hisoka guessed were, baggy black sweatpants and a pair of brown boots. However, what interested the Huntress the most was the scars; Such as the scar on the bridge of this one’s nose, the scars on his lower bottom of both his cheeks, and the bandages he has around his arms and his neck.

Hisoka noticed a sparkle within his eyes when she was about to slap him, but the sparkle went away and his eyes showed disappointment once the brunette lowered down her hand. “Ne.. you were.. about to hit me.. why.. did you stop?” This question caught the Huntress off guard. ‘Is this one a masochist?!’ This was certainly new. And creepy. “Oi Azusa, is now really the time to be askin’ that?” The tall, brown-haired male questioned

Remembering the question she was about to ask, the brunette turns to the blonde. “Hey, you said something about me playing a ‘very important role’.” Her blue eyes then narrowed, “What the hell are you talking about?”

“You are quite nosy for a dog.”

Finally Hisoka turned around to see a young man with black, short ruffled hair with white tips. He had blue-gray eyes and three black piercings on his right ear. Unlike the blonde with his own earrings, this one’s piercings were noticeable. It also seems that around his neck, he wore black chokers that resembled a web. He wore a gray jacket over a black, long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of black pants with a brown belt, as well as a pair of black, leather shoes. Hisoka can already tell this one was the eldest, as she felt this one’s intimidating aura. ‘This one is the one grandmother told me to watch out for, right?’

“Who are you calling a ‘Dog’..?!” Hisoka growled as she looked up to the black-haired man’s eyes. Although it made the brunette herself feel intimidated. “So you’re Kuroi Hisoka, the daughter and heiress of the family corporation, “Heavenly Velleity”; We have been informed about a Sacrificial Bride coming here; However, you lack manners.” The eldest said. Within the mind of the Huntress, there was only one thought that came once “Sacrificial Bride” was said: It’s showtime.

“Whoa, hold on, a BRIDE?! No one told me about an arranged marriage?! This has to be a mistake somewhere!” Hisoka panicked, once she got into character. Portray as a normal, naive girl.. Say as if you speak nothing but truth… “No.. I’m going back! First you guys said something about me playing an “Important role”, called me stupid nicknames, and now saying something about a bride! Obviously this has to be a mistake, and I shall be going no-!” Before she could turn and walk past the boy with scars, Hisoka gasped when the tall vampire stood in front of her path. “You’re not going anywhere, Inoshishi.” He said.

“Watch me.” Hisoka tried to walk past him until she was stopped by an irritated voice. “So irritating..” Surprised, Hisoka turned to the blond vampire, who glared at her. “You’re here for a reason; It’s useless to escape here so don’t bother trying.” Another note added to Hisoka’s mind as she acted surprise. Initially she thought he meant about her leaving, but.. Why did it feel he was talking about something else..? ‘This one is two-faced, Not surprised really; Seems sharp.. I need to watch out for him too..’

“What do you mean ‘useless to escape’? The door is literally right there! How about answering my questions first?” Hisoka turned to the eldest, “So how about it?” She glared. But The brunette stopped the moment he glared at her. ‘Damn, he’s too intimidating…’

“Very well then.. However, You must comply and behave.” The eldest said, as he turned and walked. Hisoka felt her feet move on her own, and as much as she hated to admit it, She understood why. The feeling of intimidation.. It was very much like the intimidation she felt when it came to her grandmother. It was very suffocating…

Once she walked, the others followed. They all went to the living room, and Hisoka sat with her suitcase beside her and her book still within her hand. Everyone else sat down as well, but she sat in a single chair, feeling cautious. No one spoke, which was running Hisoka’s patience thin.

“Okay.. first things first, What is this whole thing about a Bride? My grandmother told me nothing about a suitor or an arranged marriage.” Hisoka said as she looked to the eldest. Although He started to explain it, Hisoka mentally rolled her eyes as she pretend to listen to him explain carefully when she knew exactly what a Sacrificial Bride was. It was that church’s damn system. Providing poor virgin girls as sacrificial brides for leeches, as food supply. As far as the Huntress knew, Sacrificial Bride has never survived to the point of awakening. The Church is nothing but fucking suck-ups…

After he was done explaining it, Hisoka was mentally relieved that he had finished but faked a chuckle, “So let me get this straight.. A Sacrificial Bride is virgin female who is used to be good for Vampires, by supplied by the church?” Hisoka chuckled, “Okay how stupid do you think I am, guys? Vampires don’t exist, they are only creatures that only exist in stories like “Dracula” and “The Vampyre”.” She waited for about a moment to stop chuckling and acknowledge everyone’s serious looks.

“Uhhh..?” Hisoka looked at everyone, acting confused. Everything was according to plan until she felt a slight of pain on her index finger from her right hand that held the book. Hisoka lifted it up to see blood was oozing out. “Fuck..!” She cussed aloud. After feeling eyes, Hisoka stopped once she slowly looked up at the looks on everyone’s faces, as well as their fangs. The brunette’s body started to tremble as her eyes showed shock, “Wait, so.. it’s true…?” The Huntress’s voice cracked. This was suppose to be an act, but she wasn’t suppose to bled. This wasn’t according to plan. Was that why she felt scared?

“I-I’m going to…” The brunette got off the chair and tried to run until she felt a hand grabbing her wrist, turning face-to-face with the eldest, whose cold eyes made her freeze in fear. That, again, was not planned. Now Hisoka truly understood why her grandmother warned her about this one. “Sit. Now.” He ordered.

Mindlessly, Hisoka slightly nodded and returned back to her seat, staying silent for a moment to recover from the fear she felt. Hisoka cursed in her mind. This was the first time she felt intimidation like this from somebody else other than Tsurara. And it was a vampire too…

“Okay.. I-I suppose it really is true…” Hisoka looked up at the eldest, still trembling a bit. Now it was time to get answers for her real question. “The blonde one.. he said something about me playing an important part… What did he mean by that?” Did this have any connection to Yui? To the family she was living with? What was it..?

“We know you have connections with Eve.” The eldest said. Hisoka, for the first time since she got here, was now genuinely confused, “‘Eve’..?” She questioned. “Eve is the one living with the Sakamaki’s; The one we need for our plan.” He answered. ‘God, the more he answers, the more questions I have..! He’s pissing me off! What did they want with Yui?!’ Hisoka mentally ranted as she remained confused. “What plan? And no, I don’t. Please do explain.” She questioned again. “God, you ask so many questions!” The tall vampire yelled. Hisoka glared at him, before looking to the eldest, who answered her question. “You don’t need to know about the plan; However, you are familiar with a girl by the name of Komori Yui, correct?”

Hisoka gasped. ‘So these leeches really are after her… now it makes sense why Grandmother said they had a connection..!’ She thought. “How do you know Yui?! That can’t be possible! She should’ve been with her father overseas..” Hisoka pretended to be deep into thought, “Wait a minute.. was that why when I called the church about her, they just..”

Inside her mind, Hisoka growled at herself, ‘No shit they did! Nobody was even fucking there when I checked! Damn cowards!’ “But wait, what are you guys planning to do with Yui..? ” She questioned again. “What we plan to do with her is none of your business; All that we need from her is her blood: Eve’s blood.”

Hisoka gritted her teeth as the eldest dismissed her question, but she continued to bite her tongue, “Alright then.. one last question…” She then asked her final question, “Why am I.. playing this so-called ‘Important Role’? What role is it?”

“It’s simple really~” The blonde decided to cut in, “You’ll be her Watchdog!” This made Hisoka genuinely more confused than ever. “A.. Watchdog…?” She repeated. “Correct.” The eldest confirmed, “We heard a little bit about your relationship with Eve.” Hisoka nearly sweatdropped. ‘How much do they know?’ That was the bigger question. “Like..?”

“Suspended for.. a month..” Hisoka gasped again when she turned to the male with scars, as he said that, “For beating up.. a bully that was.. bullying Eve..”

‘How did he know that?!’ Hisoka thought. “Met her at the church twelve years ago, after your parents were killed.” The blonde added, gaining the brunette’s attention. ‘Okay, how did they..?!’

“Became close friends since, threaten’ anyone that was givin’ her trouble.” The tall one added. The more they added, the more confusion Hisoka continued to feel. Who told them?!

“With this information given to us and once we get Eve, You’re given the role to be our watchdog and watch over her; Making sure she is nowhere near the Sakamaki’s.” The eldest informed the brunette. “I don’t understand; I’m only human,” Hisoka looked over to him, “I thought you, as vampires, would have more powerful enough to protect her from them!”

Hisoka deserved answers! She needed them! She has spent too damn long not knowing! She has to know! However, the only answer the eldest gave her was: “It was orders given from ‘that man’.”

‘’That man’..? Was it someone that knew she was a Huntress..?’ As much as Hisoka wanted to yell and scream for more answers, she knew better; Thus, she bite her tongue until the time has finally come.

“Fine then..” Hisoka looked around to everyone, “Then What are your names? I’ve heard them, but a proper introduction would be nice if I’m going to be living with you guys.” She sighed as she stood up from her seat, “Might as well start off with myself anyways, even though you all know already; I’m Hisoka, Kuroi Hisoka.”

Hisoka stared at the eldest, “I’m Mukami Ruki.” He introduced himself. “I’m Mukami Kou~! Nice to meet ya, Koneko-chan~!” The blonde introduced himself, before the tall vampire introduced himself. “Yuma.” And finally, it was the masochist’s turn, “My name.. is Azusa..” ‘That clears it up then.’

“So what do I do? I’m both a Sacrificial Bride and a watchdog, but how can you be so sure to trust me?” Hisoka questioned. However the answer given to her was horrifying, Ruki himself was the one that answered.

“Which is why you are given a choice to pick which one of us will be your partner.”

“…. what?” Hisoka was speechless. Shocked. Well, horrified is a better word for it. “We never said anything about trusting you; So to prevent you from getting in the way of the plan, we will be keeping an eye on you; However, under orders given to us by that man, you are to choose one of us that will keep you, a disobedient dog, at a very tight leash.” Ruki explained, “So, which one of us will you choose?”

The brunette bit her bottom lip. ‘Shit..! So I have to choose one of these leeches..? Disgusting..’ She sighed as she made up her mind. Hisoka had to do it for Yui. She went this far to do so after all… And even though it disgusted her to even say it to a point she wanted to puke, Hisoka knew exactly who to choose. “Alright then, I’ve made my choice..”

The one that is in charge of this whole operation.. The one who seems to give her an advantage… The one that the Huntress knew would lead her to Yui faster..

“Mukami Ruki, I am in your hands; So, please take proper care of me.”

~END~

#hisoka's black tale

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