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tala-bez-i · 8 months ago

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At first sight Chapter Three

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

Haruchiyo Sanzu, Haitani brothers, Shuji Hanma and Kisaki Tetta belong to Ken Wakui.

Words: 3665

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The air outside was cool and fresh, a nice change from the stuffy officeroom.

Stuffy... - you thought about what Hanma would have to clean up and cover up. Good job. Awesome.

Right next to the back entrance to the building there was a small delivery van parked, from which three men, who were Hanma's helpers for the evening, got out. One of them was carrying a box of cleaning supplies that would be used to clean up the mess.

Rindou lit a cigarette, took a deep drag and slowly exhaled the smoke, which disappeared into the air, leaving behind an intense, not necessarily unpleasant smell. You preferred the smell of his cigarettes to the smell of the weed that Sanzu sometimes smoked. Ran looked at his watch and smiled slightly.

“It's almost 3 a.m.” he looked at you and Sanzu. “I think it's time to call it a night and go home, gentlemens. See you in a few hours at the meeting.”

The younger Haitani gave you a small wave and walked with his brother towards their car, which they had left parked in the back parking lot.

You stared after them for a moment, and only when they drove away did you let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding. Meeting at the base... You couldn't wait.

“So…” Sanzu said and started searching through the pockets of his jacket. “So, we did our job... 85% job done. Pretty good result, right?”

You looked at the dark sky. All the stars were obscured by rain clouds. You were surprised that it still hadn't started raining - maybe the sound of the rain would clear your mind like it always did.

“It was one of the easiest jobs to do. The score should be 100%, minimum 90%, Sanzu.” you closed your eyes for a moment and sighed quietly. “Tetta will be unhappy.”

“He'll get over it. Besides, he has little say in the matter.” the pink-haired one grumbled. “If he doesn't like something, maybe he'll get out there himself and do something.”

You looked at him surprised. Sanzu often complained about Kisaki, but it had been a long time since he had said anything like that about one of Bonten's strategists.

“I know you're number 2, Sanzu… but…”

Sanzu pulled out a small pill bottle and raised it to eye level to see how much content was left. "Shut up." he said quietly to you and, saying something quietly under his breath, he poured two pills into his hand and swallowed them immediately.

"Not too much?"

“Let's go to the car.” Sanzu ignored your question and walked down the narrow alley to the main street. You had a few minutes of walking to the place where you left your car that you came in.

“Sanzu, personally I think you've taken enough drugs today.” you caught up with him and saw that he had poured the rest of the contents of the bottle into his hand. He counted the pills - there were 6 left. You frowned. “How many pieces are in one bottle?”

The man was silent for a moment and poured the pills back into the bottle, which he carefully placed in the pocket of the vest he wore under his jacket.

“Sanzu…”

"20 pieces." he replied in a slightly irritated voice.

"20 pieces?" you thought for a moment and stopped, catching him just above the elbow. "One sec. Isn't this a new bottle?”

Sanzu looked at your hand with an undefined expression, though you could have sworn there was something cold in his eyes for a split second. Haru looked up at your face and you could look into his bright eyes that always made your heartbeat faster - no matter what was hidden in them.

"And what about it?" he asked quietly. "I know what I'm doing. They're not as strong as you think, so obviously I need to take them more often."

“Haru, your body has already become resistant to the effects of these drugs…”

"Shut up." this time, his tone was sharper, and you were ready for him to pull his arm from your grasp, but he didn't. "Do not tell me what to do. I don't interfere with your addiction..."

“You did it at the club today.” you interrupted him and Sanzu's face turned red for a moment. “And it's not an addiction... I don't drink every day.”

“I made an exception because you are a driver!” the pink-haired one growled.

"I understand sorry. I needed a drink.” you let go of his arm and rubbed your face. “I promise that next time I won't drink alcohol, you don't have to get so angry. It didn’t bother you before.”

You shrugged slightly and continued on your way to the car. After a while, you heard Sanzu's footsteps behind you. He didn't fall in line with you like he usually did, but he followed you the entire way. You wondered what was going on in his head at that moment, and for a split second you thought that maybe Sanzu was about to pull out a gun...

You looked over your shoulder and asked quietly, “Hey, are you okay?”

Sanzu walked with his head down and the fingers of his hand moving as if he was counting something. He looked up at the sound of your voice and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

“Yes, everything's okay. I'm just trying to figure out how much stock I have left and how to dispose of it until the next delivery.” he replied in a calm tone and you sighed softly. The whole of Sanzu, at one moment an outbreak of aggression, and at another moment peace of mind and any attempts at logical thinking.

“Oh my…” he laughed softly and shook his head. “I still can't stop thinking about that girl from the club.”

“About Mina?” you asked disgusted.

"No." he grimaced and fell into step with you, which made you happy because it meant his anger was probably gone. “I mean that girl who bumped into you.”

“Ah, she.” you bit the inside of your cheek lightly. “Did you like her?”

Haru laughed softly and looked at you, amused. “And not you? Petite, cute, maybe a little shy and unnecessarily scared.” he sniffed slightly. “If she gave me a chance, she would have a lot of fun. I would dance with her a few times, maybe even invite her to my place? Who knows, who knows?”

“You're daydreaming. She wouldn’t go with you willingly.”

“But with you, yes. You would share with a friend.” he nudged your arm a few times.

"Absolutely not."

"Of course. You always share.” Sanzu was offended.

You frowned and looked at him. “You spring into action when I'm not around.”

The pink-haired man shrugged. “You didn't suggest a threesome, so I waited until you were done. Easy."

Outraged, you nudged him harder in the shoulder and he looked at you, amused. “I didn't suggest it because you prefer very submissive ones, but I prefer them to move on their own.”

“You can't always have what you want, so you have to take what you already have.” he muttered in amusement, looking away.

"You are horrible. You know you don't have to drug them to make them comply."

“4 out of 10 go to bed with me voluntarily. And they're not always the ones I like." Sanzu tried to justify himself. “In most cases, I have to pay them anyway.”

“Sarah went with you willingly and didn't want your money.” you reminded him about the economics student, Sanzu blushed slightly. “Ha! You liked her!"

He shrugged and huffed slightly irritated. “Yes, at the beginning. Just a lunatic."

"What are you talking about?" you looked at him surprised. “You looked nice together and she was willing to sacrifice her future career for you.”

“You have no idea what you're talking about... Sarah... Or rather, Reiko was crazy, and not jokingly. She stalked me for almost half a year.”

You walked in silence, surprised by this information. You remembered the girl well and she didn't seem dangerous to you. You could sooner call Sanzu a stalker than her... Although... You remembered how one time Haru asked you to send a few emails from his computer and then you saw that his mailbox was full of messages with very similar content from a dozen or so different addresses. You also remembered the completely ruined paint of the pink-haired's new car. You also cannot forget about the dozens, if not hundreds, of bouquets of flowers in the hall of the building where Sanzu had his apartment.

"Wait. Just a moment…” you placed a hand on Sanzu’s shoulder and turned him towards you. “Are you telling me that these e-mails… flowers and car are the work of this student?”

Sanzu's eyes were filled with anger mixed with embarrassment, so you decided it would be best not to laugh. Still, the tone of your voice betrayed amusement. “Oh shit, you found someone like you, didn't you?”

"Shut up." the other said quietly and pushed your hand off his shoulder. His handsome face was almost red.

You cleared your throat to stop laughing and continued towards the car. “I'm curious... what's going on with her now. Did she go back to university, or did someone report her and get her locked up?”

“Nothing is going on with her.” Sanzu replied with cold indifference.

"Nothing? But how?" you looked at him curiously and when he didn't answer you, you realized the meaning of his words. “Oh fuck. Okay, that was off topic.” you said quietly and took your car keys out of your pants pocket. "I have no more questions."

You got into the car and fastened your seat belts. You started the engine and headed back to Sanzu's apartment.

“Okay, maybe I have a few more questions.” you said after a while and Sanzu let out a long groan which you decided to ignore. “Did you cover up all your traces? Fuck, I don't want you to be linked to her murder.”

“They didn't find the body.” he said reluctantly.

“So, with the disappearance.”

“No one reported her missing.”

“And the university? She was a student after all.” you frowned slightly.

“Like you said before, she was willing to sacrifice her future career for me.” Sanzu leaned his head against the window and pulled out the pill bottle again.

“She dropped out of university?” you looked at him surprised and laughed quietly, focusing on driving again. “God, Sanzu. I can't remember when you had such an influence on someone."

“You don't attract fuckers like me.” he replied and opened the glove compartment to start looking for something in it.

“My ex wasn't exactly normal.” you said in a calm tone. “We were supposed to get married, but she left me for someone else about a month before the ceremony. She thought I wasn't the right match for her because I was in a gang. But she married a guy who beats her all the time. I never raised my voice to her, let alone my hand.”

"I'm sorry." he replied and pulled out a bottle from the glove compartment that you had never seen before.

"What is this?" you asked surprised, when you stopped at the traffic lights you looked at him reproachfully. “You don't store your drugs in my car, Sanzu, do you?”

"Only this. Don't worry." he poured the last few pieces into a new bottle and put everything in his jacket.

“Sanzu!”

"Come on. It's just one bottle.” he muttered indignantly.

“I'd rather know what's in my car. I don't want to be arrested at a police check!'

“Then don't get behind the wheel under the influence of alcohol. Easy." the pink-haired one commented and then added in a calm tone. “I won't leave drugs in your car again... Or at least I'll try not to.”

You huffed softly and moved on as soon as the lights turned green. “Really, you are impossible, Sanzu. Next time just let me know what you leave in my car… or in my apartment.”

Neither of you said anything for a moment, but when you saw the concentration on Sanzu's face, you knew he was counting again, and his hands were moving around the hidden bottles. “One more day… Just one more day…” he mumbled, and you shook your head slightly.

“For what? Until the next delivery? Isn't what you have enough for you?”

He looked up at you, his eyes strangely empty, and shook his head. “I need more... I can't go through this without them…”

Through this? “Sanzu…”

“What?” he looked at you again, but this time his voice was slightly slurred.

“I only came to see you in the evening. How many pills did you take before we met?”

He took a moment to think before answering. "More like usual... Although I've actually been taking more lately..." he sighed loudly and leaned his head against the headrest of the seat. “So, I can't tell how much I actually have left.”

“What?” you looked at him with wide eyes. You felt anxious. “Tell me it's a joke.”

There was a spark of anger in his eyes, which turned into fear for a split second, only to immediately fade away. He shrugged casually. "I am not joking. I don’t know how many pills I took in total.”

“How many bottles did you have of that?” you asked, not knowing whether you were more irritated or concerned.

He started counting on his fingers. His voice was quiet and still slightly slurring, as if his body was starting to demand rest. “Along with the one in your car… I should have 3 full bottles in total…”

“3 full bottles? How many did you have at the very beginning?” You knew he had a delivery two weeks ago and that he liked to slip pills in various girls' drinks, but you were still afraid of his answer.

He was thinking for a moment, then looked at you lost in thought. “I bought a full 15 bottles.”

“And these are the same ones from two weeks ago?” you asked to make sure. Please say yes...

Sanzu nodded slowly. “I've been going through them like crazy... I couldn't stop…” he patted his pocket. “I still can't…”

You sighed with relief, despite still feeling anxiety. “So, you didn't take them that often... Damn, you scared me, Sanzu.”

He looked down at his feet, his expression slowly returned to normal. “I’m sorry... I just can’t stop myself. I feel like if I don’t take them... It feels wrong.”

“So, they're that good, huh?” you sighed. “I've been watching you these past few days, and I don't think you've ever looked as happy as you did after those pills. Have you tought about putting them into circulation? Do you prefer to keep them just in case, for example to convince more reluctant girls?”

He looked at you, confused by your words and tone of voice. “I… What?”

"You know what I mean." you replied without taking your eyes off the road. “I know you treat girls in clubs. Especially the ones you like.”

His face showed shock and you laughed. “Sanzu, everyone in our immediate circle knows about it. I know you share them with Mikey too.” you shrugged, still slightly amused by Sanzu's expression. “I know that I drink a lot when we go to clubs... in fact, you could say that I'm more drunk than sober most of the time, but I can still tell the difference between fiction and reality. I know what you're doing because I've been involved in it more than once."

“I... I'm sorry it makes you uncomfortable. It’s just that sometimes I can’t control myself and... “ He stopped himself, as if he didn't know how to finish the sentence.

“Stop pretending. We know what you are like.” you chuckled as you turned into the neighborhood where Sanzu lived. “You'll propably woud do anything to steal girls from other people when we go to the clubs together.” You pulled into the underground parking lot and parked right next to Sanzu's refurbished car. “Just like a month ago when you gave the pill to the girl that Kokonoi was courting. He was mad at you when you dissapeared into the toilets with her. When I found you after an hour, I didn't know which of you was more fucked up, you or her.

Sanzu chuckled remembering that situation. “You are right. I did that, but you don't have to make fun of me like this. It was just one time thing!” He said with nervous chuckle, trying to brush off your words as if it wasn't a big deal.

You patted his thigh, still laughing quietly. “I don't. That situation was hilarious.”

A smile appeared on the pink-haired man's face. “I'm having flashes. It was funny, but that girl is propably still pissed off at me..." he unbuckled his seat belt and put his hand on the car door.

You unbuckled your seat belt as well and opened the door on your side. “Oh, she was. Fortunately, she didn’t feel bad enough about it to go to the police.” you gave him a quick glance. “You can be an asshole, but you're often lucky.” You both got out of the car, and you locked the car. “Except maybe that one time, when you gave Ran's new girlfriend the pill. It was a mistake. I haven’t seen a face as beaten up as yours after that action for a long time.”

He looked away, looking embarrassed for a moment at your words. “I know... I feel so stupid for that.” He sighed quietly and you headed towards the elevator. “But it was fun to see her in pain and misery! It made me happy at the time!”

You looked at him in silence for a moment before letting out a short laugh. “And that is Sanzu whom I know.”

He chuckled along with you. “I can't help it... I just like seeing girls suffer.” His eyes lit up and he seemed happy, like he had someone that understood him... Unfortunately, you didn't always understand him completely.

Sanzu pressed the elevator button and looked up at the floor display.

“Exactly. Sometimes I wonder why.” you said quietly and Sanzu replied to you in a calm tone.

“I don’t know either... Maybe it’s because I can be myself with you and no one will judge me? Or maybe it’s just something about girls that drives me crazy.”

“Oh?”

“Girls are... They're complicated.” Still not looking in your direction, he asked, “You loved her?” Your ex?”

“I did.” you replied quietly, scratching your head and sighing softly. “But her hypocrisy opened my eyes and now my heart is free again.”

Even though you only saw the profile of Sanzu's face, you could see there was surprise on it. For a moment he didn't know what to say, or to say anything at all, but when he did speak, his voice was strangely soft and full of understanding. “I see... I'm sorry it didn't work out for you.”

“What about you? Have you had someone other than Reiko longer?”

“No. Not really, no." His voice was sad, as if he was feeling bad about himself. You couldn't remember if Sanzu had ever opened up to you like that. “I haven't had the best luck with girls either.”

The elevator doors opened for you, and you stepped inside. “Hey... some girls went to bed with you without using drugs. Others are simply afraid that they won't be able to cope with your character. I’ve seen the way they look at you more than once. Anyway... if it doesn't work out for you with another girl, maybe look for a guy." you joked, but Sanzu's face turned as red as ever.

“Y/n!” he said indignantly, and when the elevator doors closed, you chose the floor where his apartment was located. “I'm not that hopeless. Girls love me!... Maybe they don't necessarily know it yet, but...' His bright eyes wandered around the walls of the elevator, and the blush did not leave his cheeks.

You shrugged and put your hands in your pants pockets. "I joked." You smiled at him, and an idea came to your mind to tease the pink-haired man a bit. You always wanted to see how much you could afford with him... Not necessarily because of how you felt about him...

You reached your hand towards him and smoothed down the shorter strands of his hair, lightly tracing your fingers around the piercings in his ear. “Follow what makes you happy.” You said quietly, seeing him freeze, staring at the closed elevator door. You thought Sanzu was embarrassed, and you expected him to explode at any moment... but nothing happened.

When you removed your hand, he slowly turned his head towards you and looked at you from under his long, thick eyelashes. There was something unreadable in his eyes, something you had never seen before, and the tone of his voice made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. “You're on very thin ice, L/n. You're lucky I like you, otherwise..."

“You will be the death of me. I know, Haru.” You smiled slightly and a soft snort escaped Sanzu's lips. “Should I walk you to the door of your apartment? Will you get there alone?” You asked in a calm tone, looking into Sanzu's eyes. Their expressions didn't change, although you could have sworn his eyes dropped to your lips for a split second.

“I'll go alone.” He replied by turning his head, and when the elevator stopped, he got out and walked down the hall towards his doors. “Come pick me up later, Y/n.”

You watched his retreating figure and smiled slightly to yourself. “Of course, boss. Sweet dreams."

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