69pussydestroyer69

[69pussydestroyer69]

obsessed drug maniac

summary: just a p3

action? slightly scary (not at all just a theme)

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P1. P2. P3.

But you couldn't get an answer to your question. When... what the hell. It wasn't annoyed what the hell nor angry. It was confusing. You really didn't expect him to collapse on to the floor like that. You clumsily caught him in your arm although you did just almost drop that bitch straight to the ground.

That tense situation ended quickly. He looked cute but not like Emily saying " OMGOSH Josh is so cute" and Josh is default setting dude with a bird nest on his head. No he was.. stupid cute? Bitch I mean this dude could've ended your life then and there but now he was depending on you like a toddler who can't walk yet.

You threw his unconscious self on your back fireman style. "Lame" you giggle-whispered. You wanted to go through the same path that you got there by. But fortunately there was plan of the building close to you. Why wouldn't it be there you still are in one of the main rooms.

Dang you knew this room was bigger than the dudes ego but holy shit. Either the building plan was drawn by somebody who failed geometry in mid school. Or you got high just by being in this mans presence. Either could be right which you ignored as you just wanted to finish the task get your pay-check and get some well deserved sleep.

Hah lucky you. There it was looking at you. A way more shorter way to the exit you had agreed to meet upon with the rest of the sleep deprived alcoholic no-ones that everybody looks with discomfort. Went straight to the exit. You were done with the mission. Nothing more to do. Just carry this stupid looking dick to the car. Nothing more. Right.... OF CORSE NOTHING HAPEND THIS IS A FAN-FICTION WRITTEN BY A TEENAGER WHO IS REALLY FUCKING BAD AT WRITING NOT A HOLLYWOOD MOVIE FOR FUCKS SAKE

Well that was pain in the ass. You opened the door to the exit after waiting for any noise indicating that somebody is waiting to kill you or that bitch with hair-colour that doesn't suit his occupation. Now your sanity is depending on this. Is that fucking car there? ....

To your surprise. They didn't leave you on your own. You decided to approach the black Mercedes. DANG THAT CAR BE LOOKIN FINE AS YOU WOULD EXPECT. Finally you can end this shit and go to your depressing furniture-less apartment. Hell yeah this pink koala bear on your back is heavy as fuck.

Stop. Your legs stopped instinctively. Why. You weren't controlling your body. you didn't intend to do that. Holly shit. Why. No no stop you have to control your self. There must be a reason that you body did that. Calm it and observe your surr...

You looked straight infront of you. Just because you wanted to take better breath. All instincts ON GOAL: survive....

You had this thing since puberty. Kind of an instinct. You called it the instinct of survival. It happens when you are in life-threatening situation that involves somebody else. What does this little cute instinct do? 1. doesn't matter what injuries you will get in the process make sure to achieve the goal. The goal being surviving. 2. throw everybody that you have to throw under the train so you don't have to fall yourself. 3. achieve any other goal that might kill you if not achieved. In this case making sure Sanzu survives. 4. all of your senses are on 120%. 5. you are not in control. He is.

You looked straight infront of you. Just because you wanted to take better breath. All instincts ON GOAL: survive

You felt all the fear jump into your stomach making you feel uneasy. You started shaking. Goosebumps appeared on your skin. Survival mode on. Before you closed the doors behind you. Lucky. You slammed your back on the brick wall behind you. Processing on what to do next.

There fortunately was roof above your head. So you weren't in the sight. If they were in bigger radius you would be dead. Well now you at least know you can't get back in. shit. You again looked at that damn good car. Especially the drivers seat. No it wasn't empty. They didn't bail on you. But hell you had to look away. You knew what you saw was a message. A message that was saying "Hand him over" They were clearly showing you how powerless you were.

A drivers seat. A steering wheel. Hands on the steering wheel. A head. A man sitting on the seat. Looks like he is waiting for somebody. A head. A head. A head. A red line. Thin red line. Torn skin. A head. Hands on the steering wheel. Blood on the steering wheel. A head.

A man in the drivers seat, his hands are on a steering wheel, theres blood on his hands, theres blood on the steering wheel. A head. His head. decapitated.

His expression showing fear. His head was sitting on the top of his neck with a thin red line and torn skin.

A/N: Now i enjoyed writing this. as always tagging @sparklyphantomm. What do you guys think. the seven people who look at my posts. Do you want p4?

All comments are appreciated. Even the hate ones thanks everyone who sends feedback

P4.?

[69pussydestroyer69]

obsessed drug maniac

summary: just a p2

no fluff or no smut just random

just a little fluff

requests open

P1. P2. P3.

Small childish tears rolled down his cheeks. As he started to inhale exhale frantically. His voice started squealing like he was about to cry out the most hear-wrenching cry of all times.

That is when he felt an warm embrace. He instantly realised that it was you. A thousand questions were going through his mind. Why did you leave him armed? Why didn't you run away? Why didn't you immobilise him? You had the upper hand on this one.

Your heart would have been racing if you wouldn't mentally prepare for this. He could kill you. He had his katana in his hand. But you decided to either leave and wait for him to collapse or to comfort him. It was a huge gamble between you having bad experience with him and the possibility of you dying right then and there.

Him connecting his face with anger would be a fucking nightmare. Thats why you decided to put your life on the line. Why did you leave him armed though? If you disarmed him you would still be in great danger, but the odds of you making it out alive would be strongly in your favour. Heh you thought this through you really did.

There are two possibilities on what would happen if you disarmed him. The first one was the one you were afraid of more and that is why you decided not to act as a wise person would. You were worried that he would come back to his senses and attack. Which you could still avoid or block proven by your skill from earlier. But you would still rather avoid. Yes you also realised that he would not fall for your trickery again. And he would just overpower you by his raw skill and power. That statement helped you decide to ignore your skill and rise your odds of living till next day.

The next possibility was that he would see that as a sign of fear. Which would put his ego through the roof and probably get you killed later on, since Bonten doesn't need "scared little rats". You would basically be seen as useless. And everyone knows that being useless means certain death.

With those facts leaving him armed was your best option because it left him in confused state which you of course went by your expectations. Now.. now you had to take the chance of success.

You backed away from the hug which sanzu surprisingly found so comforting that he grabbed the shirt you hd on with a desperate face, that was screaming not to let go. There was HELP! written on his eyes. You gave him a softer smile and put your hand on the hand he was holding your shirt in signalling him to let go.

He realised that you wouldn't run. Not just because you'r not an asshole, but also because that would be a stupid move. He returned to his sober state and decided to take charge in this situation.

He roughly grabbed your wrist in one hand and his katana in second. You froze. Whoa did not expect that to happen. Disappointment covered your face. You weren't gonna beg for your life. No. You took a huge risk. You gambled with your life and you lost.

You decided to accept whatever kind of torture was coming your way. And in the back of your mind you knew it was going to be worse than anything.

You knew a guy. His specialises in torture. He saw tortures that nobody could describe. You saw him as a great ally, but not trustworthy since he would throw anyone under the train for his own benefit. You knew he only saw you as a pawn that he could sacrifice to protect the king. He was described as a pure monster. He didn't flinch at any opponent.

But he knew what true torture was. And thats exactly how he described the kind of inhumane things done in the bonten facilities. Based on that you understood that you are screwed. You were... mad? at yourself? The feeling couldn't be described.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE!" hm? What was that. You didn't expect that. "YOU JUST FUCKING AROUND ARENT YA?" He.. stuck his tongue out and gestured slicing his throat by his thumb. "HAAAH??" He wanted a reaction out of you. You guessed. He wasn't talking threateningly rather he seemed to be annoyed. Like when you fight your sibling and they hold back and mock you kind of annoyed.

Did you... befriend him? Or did he befriend you? Damn this was confusing as shit. It didn't feel amazing but it did? ..No.. more like hilarious. A small giggle left your lips. Him annoyed made you jerk up.

You did in fact let your guard down. But... didn't it feel good? Felt like you just met an old friend. You were unexpectedly happy. You kind of didn't care if you died right then and there. You also wouldn't care if he mocked the hell out of you after he killed you. Well how could you if you were dead.

You wondered what will he do now. Well at least you finally figured out why he had such dramatic response that still made you smirk a little. He was angry that you put him to his knees and now you were doing nothing to stop his actions.

But you couldn't get an answer to your question. When...

A/N: sorry for not being active even after just my first post and thanks to @sparklyphantomm for commenting. Really made me motivated to do p2

All comments are appreciated. Even the hate ones thanks everyone who sends feedback<3

THERE WILL BE P3!!

[69pussydestroyer69]

obsessed drug maniac

summary: You got a job to calm this fucker down while you try to survive you are able to make something unexpected happen.

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P1. P2. P3.

A casual work day you had..well who could cal this occupation casual? You, of course you could you were badass, you were that kind of girl who would get the inhuman amount of chairs when the teacher of your 2nd grade said "i need some strong boys to carry these chairs".

What exactly your job was is rather unexpected. To put it simple, you were like a helper. Someone needed you to do paperwork? You had it. Someone had a wound to clean? You did exactly that. It is not like you were treating executives, no. You were treating the "pawns". the paperwork also didn't contain anything that if it were to be leaked it wouldn't be a problem.

From time to time you got a job like make sure no evidence is at the scene, or make it look like a suicide type of stuff. Heck you'd get even jobs where you told the rules. Of course if you fuck up than your not gonna end well, but to hell with that you took your job as... a hobby poorly said.

Sanzu rushing through the halls visibly high murdering anyone who was in his way. This time you got a rather special and dangerous task. Calm him down -> get him to the car. You see the rich guy of the bonten Hajime to be exact knew he would be not enough for an awaiting task. Yes, he had to do something money brainy like related, but in a building of a rival gang. If a thing would go wrong he'd be dead.

Koko wouldn't dare to ask mikey for help, Rindo and his brother were in a foreign country, Kakucho was still badly wounded from a mission that took place a week ago, Mochi was attending some unrelated business. So Sanzu fucking Haruchiro was the one to go with.

Koko was already out of the building while Sanzus massacre had already begun. You had a team of five people. Unfortunately you didn't get to lead. From the years of working at such job you learned that the safer option is to go with your own rules. You were chosen to be the one who calms down Sanzu..which was oddly dangerous.

You said fuck it to yourself and went to do your job. Walking carefully and quietly to not trigger Sanzus drugged blood shed you were cussing yourself out for not showing more dedication towards being a leader. Well you can't do anything about it now. Your newest priority should thinking how to calm that maniac down.

You stopped logically seeing the first victims to encounter fuckruchiro. Slashes on their bodies. Some died quickly some were toyed with. Well thats gonna be you in next few minutes.mYou crouched to their bodies investigating. You could tell by the brownish blood and the wounds that stopped bleeding that Sanzu was far away. You took a look on the plan of the building. to see possible places he could be at.

Boom! Found it. The bigass room, there would be a lot of people. But in this situation. You knew anybody in their right seance of mind would run the fuck away from that place. You saw the plan had a big structure of hallway so it would take sanzu some time plus he has to murder everybody in these halls.

The halls have on speakers and no alarms meaning that they were packed with people.. well now corpses. You found a shorter way to get around to the room instead of following the corpse trail just waiting to get jumped by Sanzu like an idiot. Patting yourself on the shoulder you sprinted through your selected track.

Stopping right before you have entered the room trying to find a place well hidden so that bastard could not see you a realisation hit you. He was high. You got a set of informations from Kokonoi one of them being that sanzu was high. So now your task got easier and harder at the same time.

The only requirements you had on your hiding spot was for it to be placed so you could see while still not being that visible. Sanzu was out of it so he would not notice you. Sanzu was gonna be hell less manageable. Which was expected from the start.

You looked over to find a good spot, it was dark there so you would blend in just perfectly. You also had clear view on the room and the hallway, you predicted sanzu would rush through earlier. Suddenly all your attention was drawn to the sound of a steel blade sliding across the floor.

You panicked. You thought it wouldn't be that frightening. Dozens of images flew through your mind. You saw the torture top Bonten members used, the worst part was that people were still alive. They where just playing with their corpses. You never got frightened before, but now you knew it was coming. The pain you could have simply overlooked before, but now you were facing it.

You weren't staring death in the face. Nor you were flirting with death. You were sucking deaths dick.

Sanzu.. no... not just him. All bonten executives were way more on top than you were. Just the aura you felt crushed you making you tense in all parts of your body. You were now more aware of your breathing, just to be as quiet as possible even tho that was not a part of your previous plan. His sole presence made you feel powerless.

"Agh" you wanted to slap yourself because of how cowardly you acted. "No, I made the perfect plan." "He will be to confused when nobody is here." "It would even make sence for Koko to wait for him here" "He must be way off to notice you."

Your quick decisions and logic saved you at the moment. If you would stay tense in fear, than Sanzu would notice you in just a matter of time.

You kept focus on the sounds coming from the hallway infront of you. You could hear his stealthy but heavy-handed footsteps being accompanied by the sound of his katana gliding against the floor in a chopped motion echoing his stumbling walking.

You calmed yourself and got ready to put this motherfucker down. You knew you couldn't beat him, so u instead focused on chocking him in attack from the back. You just hoped that he wouldn't swing his katana.

He entered the room. You felt the slight tension in your palms. The same one you feel when you have to present a project infront of people or when you go to the dentist. As you predicted he started turning around in confusion while walking through the room, which lead to him putting his guard down.

Even tho it was just a second, it was enough for you to attack. He had his back turned against you. Which lead to you being in his blind spot perfectly. If you would just crawl to him the most quiet you have ever been, he would eventually notice you creeping behind him. So you had to be fast.

Sanzu turned your way just by pure reflexes by the years of experience in his profession. Your quick thinking saved you as you quickly changed the plan. You put your hand into a fist and struck his upper back where his kidney is right by your knuckles.

He yelped out "FUCK!" This was your time. But now he was aware of you. Chocking him was out of the question now, only thing that came to your mind was his achilles tendon. You crouched and swung your leg as you bashed it into his achilles tendon.

Sanzu came down. He looked at you with terrifying smirk. That was when you realised, that his katana was already in motion. He was high not stupid. Yes Sanzu is reckless but smart as fuck when it comes battle iq. He realised that if you'r in crouch position you won't be able to dodge.

You acknowledged his smirk. You understood that if you could escape this he would rather toy with you than kill you. the only question now is how to escape this hells pawn of an attack. It will slice swiftly through your skull. So you can't just block it with your palms.

Than it hit you. You put your plan to action, you steadily put your hand under sanzus blade just before it was about to put you out of the living. Than with great pressure you pushed it up and slid right below it.

After your successful plan came to an end you took a look at Sanzu who just stood there waiting for you to attack him. He was in the same position avoiding your sight. Your first thought was to attack him. But the fact that he didn't move gave him away. It was just too obvious that he wanted you to attack him.

After five seconds that felt like a minute he turned his head in a swift turning motion. He smiled lightly still showing his teeth. His eyes squinted. In exchange you gave him him a soft smile with closed eyes. "Smarter than anyone i killed tonight" He exclaimed praising you. "But" He peeped with fake worry on his face "what if i would actually attack you?" "What then?" "You could not fight back."

His face returned to grinning and squinting. "WHAT WOULD YOU DO?" He kept yelling out hysterically. "YOU WOULD DIE" "BOOM" "THATS IT YOU LAME BITCH". You wanted to be afraid, but you just weren't. YOU GOT HIM IN YOUR TRAP.

Your plan was to do something so stupid that would seem smart for a second. That being you closing your eyes. NOW HE IS TRYING TO ARGUE WITH YOU!! NOT ACTUALLY FIGHT YOU. Now just now you could throw him of tracks.

"heh" He stopped giggling to himself and gave you a serious threatening look. Now you were the one grinning and giggling. You had to make him feel worthless. The fight turned from physical to psychological just to your advantage.

He had experience in fighting. You had experience dealing with drugged maniacs and their emotions. Sometimes when getting information from them or just trying not to die.

Now. Now it was your chance. And you gladly took it. You inhaled.. You have dealt with people like sanzu before. Plus he is high so his emotions are for from stable. You had to make him...well...cry. And by your experience the best way to do it was just to put him down by his own acting. By his mistake that was not even a mistake but he was to high to be aware of that. "YOU ARE FUCKING PREDICTABLE!!"

You wanted to call him bitch to his face. But swear words would make him angry not low. You had to make him feel miserable. You continued when his face stopped showing signs of threat but started showing signs of confusion.

"I KNEW I FUCKING KNEW THAT YOU WOULD NOT ATTACK, and guess what" "YOU DIDN'T". He stopped as now he looked terrified that you are above him. You also put the fact that he might be faking it to the case. But from your experience he was truly terrified of your words.

In your brain you thought you were luckier than a god that he was high. He did not make a mistake, nor were you better than him. You just took the opportunity and it worked. "SHAME ON YOU, GOING AROUND CALLING YOURSELF EXECUTIVE..."

Now you couldn't put yourself above him. That would make him angry. So statement like "And you got outsmarted by a unexperienced girl" is out of question. What you had to do was to make him feel that he is not below you but also below other executives...that's why you called him an executive. You just decided to use your previous statement.

".....WHILE YOU ARE SO FUCKING PREDICTABLE." That was his final push.

He dropped his katana on the ground. It making a clanging sound. That sound would scare you before. Not now. You grew braver. His knees dropped to the ground as he put his face into his palms.

Small tears rolled down his cheeks. As he started to inhale exhale frantically. His voice started squealing like he was about to cry out the most hear-wrenching cry of all times.

That is when..

A/N note: If this gets attention i will write p2. Feel free to leave feedback and/or point out any mistakes. All comments are appreciated.

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