#if u ever call someone darling in front of me ill be all dramatic and ‘EWWWWW 😒’

[somuch-4-stardust]

one thing about me is i cant be normal i can only be extreme. when denying im gay i cant just be like “im not gay” i have to be like I HATE GAY PEOPLE 😡😡😡

[hassaikai-khaleesi]

21 Questions (w/ Aki & Kai) - Overhaul & Protege One Shot

Have some slice of life fluff or whatever you wanna call this lmao

Kai expected something like this would happen. 

Aki was new to the Yakuza, Shie Hassaikai and the environment that it brought so it was natural that she would have...many questions.

But Kai expected different questions than the ones she was coming up with. They were rather useless ones to say the least.

It all started when she would peak her head in his office and not say a word. He wouldn't acknowledge her but he felt her presence. After a few seconds she would walk away and she wouldn't come back for the rest of the day.

She was on the quiet side but she didn't give off the shy aura that she used as a front when she attended UA High. So he knew that if she had something to say, she would say it if she cared enough. 

But she did this every. Single. Day. For about two weeks and Chisaki about had enough.

One day when Aki did her daily routine of peaking through the door, he spoke without looking up from his papers.

"If you have something to say, then say it. Don't just stand there like an idiot."

She didn't flinch but she did obey him.

"Why… do you wear a mask?"

He looked up at her, his golden eyes meeting her jade ones. "I'm...sensitive to dirt. It keeps the filth out."

"What dirt?" She asked furrowing her eyes in confusion. "What filth? This place is so clean it makes me feel dirty myself and I shower twice a day."

At least she has decent Hygiene.

He sighed behind his black mask and leaned back in his chair, crossing his leg over the other and folding his hands and leaning them over his belt. He looked relax. "It's better to be safe than sorry."

"Fair," she replied as she stood completely in the opening of the doorway, revealing her figure. "So...then why the plague mask?"

"It keeps the disease out."

"How poetic," she smirked in amusement and approval. "Which illness are we speaking of? It is flu season so I don't exactly blame you."

"No," he began. "I'm talking about quirks and the Hero Syndrome caused from it. Something you, thankfully, don't have."

"Hero Syndrome," she repeated it feeling how it sounded coming out of her mouth. "I like that. The name I mean, of course."

He slowly blinked at her with boredom in his expression. But that didn't really bother her. She let out an accomplished sigh and smiled.

"Okay," she chirped. "Bye for now!" She sang and then walked away.

What the hell? That's all she wanted to know? He was almost offended. He even prepared himself to receive multiple upon multiples of questions.

He went on the rest of the day confused and irritated. 

Lola, his significant other, even noticed and took matters into her own hands to make him feel better.

"You know," she began as she sat on her side of the bed in their shared bedroom in a silky oversized Tee shirt-like night sleep top and her silvery hair tied up in a bun on top of her head. "My mother always told me to never go to sleep upset. It's not good for the soul." She leaned one arm on the bed and looked up at his tensed figure.

He let out a sign and held the bridge of his nose. "She's an idiot." Lola looked up at him with a look of disbelief and offense, which he noticed. "Not your mother." He explained. "My Protege. She's an idiot."

"What makes you say that?" she asked, making her index and ring finger walk across the white bed sheets up to his hand as she looked up at him with angelical questioning eyes which caused him to flip his gloved hand granting her the permission she was asking for.

"She gets brought into the Yakuza and Shie Hassaikai and she didn't ask one damn question about it. Instead she asked why I wear masks."

As she placed her small hand in his...rather large one, she giggled. which caused Kai to furrow his brows and narrowed his eyes at her. 

"She's not an idiot," she smiled sweetly up at him. "She wants to get to know you."

He scoffed at that ridiculous response. "What for?" 

"You're thinking to much about it," she said as she adjusted herself on the bed to lay completely on it and swing her feet back and forth. "She is a child and children always have tons of questions"

"She is a fifteen year old teenager."

"Fifteen is a child." She leaned her head other hand that was propped up by the elbow on the bed. "She probably has a million questions but just doesn't know how to ask them or where to start."

He rolled his eyes. "Were you that way when we met?"

She smiled and shuffled on the bed as she sat up. "I," she began as she carefully sat saddle style on his black jogger-covered lap and leaned her arms on his white v-neck-covered shoulders. "happen to love the mystery you bring to the table." She pulled down his mask as kissed his softly, to which he responded back to. "Give her some time and be patient with her."

"You had better be clean."

"Ah, Kai," she winced and held her shirt wear her heart was. "You wound me."

He rolled his eyes and smirked. "You're so damn dramatic."

"You keep wounding me!" She pouted and looked into his beautiful golden eyes. "Now kiss it better."

He furrowed his brows. "You can't be serious."

She gave him those cursed puppy dog eyes and a stupid cute little pout on her plump lips. "My handsome devil, darling~," she sang. "Please kiss it better?" She patted the area on her chest where her heart was.

He rolled his golden orbs once more and looked at her with a serious look. "You had better be clean." He repeated with more emphasis than the last time.

"I amAHHH," She yelped as he kisses her heart but also began attacking her neck and face with kisses causing her to giggle. "Kai~!" She whined playfully.

"Isn't this what you wanted, Angel? You put yourself in this position.” He commented in between one of the attack of kisses.

She only giggled and squealed in response causing a small smile to form on his face once he stopped. "Are you healed now? Is you're heart fixed and your ailments cured?"

"Yes, Doctor Overhaul," she giggled. "What about yours?"

He sighed again. "Maybe a Protege was a bad idea.” 

"Maybe," she responded. "But maybe it was the best decision you ever made." She gently rubbed his shoulders which relaxed his built up tension from the situation with Aki, and with Lola sitting on him without his permission. "Give her a chance," she continued. "Be patient, give her time and don't give up hope just yet, my dark prince, my shadow knight, my deviant darling."

He rolled his eyes from all the nicknames that he secretly loved but wouldn't admit out loud. 

Nonetheless she was right. Patience was key. So with that he went to sleep that night with a slight peace of mind.

The next day rolled around and he entered his office ready for the day. He saw that Lola had filled his personal candy bowl with his favorite chocolates and wrote a note that was placed next to the bowl.

"Patience is Key to Unlocking New Opportunities." It read causing him to roll his eyes with a smirk under his mask. Her love for witty puns and dad jokes never goes unoticed. He still remembers her words when she was confronted about it: "It's poetry." 

He sat in his chair and began looking through the stacks of paperwork he dreaded looking at most of the time.

It took Aki about an hour to show up. Which was the usual time of when she did. She had half of her hair up in two messy buns and wore a black fitted turtleneck with black joggers and black ankle socks.

"Good morning," she said with a bow.

"Morning," he replied back. 

"May I come in?"

"Are you clean?"

"I told you yesterday, I shower twice a day. Also heard you're a super clean person and hates germs so I scrubbed myself four times to be on the safe side."

He looked up at her with still a bored expression in his eyes but he was impressed nonetheless. "You may enter."

She walked in. "I have entered the threshold!"

He rolled his eyes at her theatrics. "Sit down, if you want. Don't be so loud."

"Understood," she spoke quieter and sat on the chair. "So." She began.

"So." He responded back.

"What should I address you as?" She asked curiously. 

"Overhaul." He responded.

"No, no," she cringed. "If I am to be your protege or whatever, it should be something more formal dont cha, think?"

He blinked at her expecting her to continue.

"I hear some people around here call you Master Overhaul," she started again. "How about I call you Overhaul-Sensei. Sensei for short. And when out and about I call you Master to blend in." 

Patience is Key, Patience is Me, he told himself in his head and sighed.

"Fine."

"Cool," she responded. 

With that there was a knock at the doorway which displayed Lola's smiling figure and two steaming mugs in her hands. "Good Morning, darling." She looked at Aki. "Good morning, Akirei.”

"Good morning, Miss Lola." Aki replied.

"Good morning, Angel," Kai responded holding his patience with everything.

"I brought some refreshments," she smiled and walked over to the desk. "A coffee for you," she set the mug next to Kai on a coster and then set the other mug on a cost next to Aki. "And a Peppermint matcha green tea for you."

Aki smiled and bowed. "Thank you so much."

She smiled at the girl and then planted a kiss on Kai's cheek. "Good luck with work today."

"Thank you, Angel."

And with that she walked out. Once she was out of hearing distance. Kai looked at Aki with a serious look which sent shivers down her spine.

"I appreciate you being polite," Kai started, "But don't ever address someone before me ever again."

"U-understood," Ali replied and corrected herself when he gave her and even darker look. "Sensei." She finished.

"Good," he loosen up his gaze slightly. "Continue."

Aki relaxed her shoulders a little. "So uh...do I have to wear gloves and a face mask too?"

"Yes," he replied. "I'm glad we have an understanding."

"Okay," she adjusted herself in her seat. "Can they be black though?"

"You're a picky brat aren't you?"

"I'm learning from the best!"

He deadpanned. "Fine, brat."

"Do I get a bird mask too?"

"You will get a plague mask, when the time comes."

She nodded and leaned back in her seat. He took the opportunity to go back to his papers. As long as she wasn't disruptive she could sit in there. He lowered his mask and took a sip of his warm coffee behind his papers so Aki couldn't see.

"Where do I rank?" She asked again. "Am I considered the ninth bullet or am I lower? Or higher?"

He set his mug down, lifted his mask and lowered his papers looking at her. "You're in the ranks with Chronostasis and Mimic."

"Oh," she chirped. "Arrowhead and Ragdoll."

Kai lifted an eyebrow at her. Seriously?

"I don't have everyone's names down just yet...heh…"

Kai decided that that was a personal problem between her, Chrono and Mimic themselves and went back to his papers.

"So," she began again. "I think I'm done with questions for the day. I don't want to bother you too much."

"Too much?" Kai asked with sarcasm in his tone and not looking from his papers.

"Yes," she stood up "may I be dismissed."

"You may."

She bowed politely and respectful at him and made her way out.

After that, Aki came in every morning asking different questions. Only these questions where the ones that were completely and utterly useless. She hadn't asked about Yakuza or Hassaikai matters after that. Only questions that made no sense whatsoever. 

It was beginning to really bother him.

"What's your favorite color?" She asked one day while in his office with the tea Lola delivered and remembered not to address Lola before he did.

"Why do you want to know something so useless, brat?"

"I didn't realize that your interests were useless, Sensei." 

He deadpanned and looked at her. "Black. Purple. Gold." His tone was sarcastically bored.

"Ooh those are nice!" She beamed. "They say purple is a color for royalty, luxury, wisdom and creativity."

He hummed in response as he wrote something down on a sheet of paperwork only half focused to what she was saying.

"But it could also mean arrogance, extravagance, immaturity and impracticality." She sipped her tea. "Also its known to be most people who are gay favorite colors."

He lifted an eyebrow and eyed the raven-haired girl seriously. "What are you implying?'

"Nothing," she responded innocently. "Just some fun facts."

"I'm not having fun," he replied bluntly causing her to let out a snicker at his comment.

"Well why don't you ask some questions instead?"

He scoffed. "I'm not playing your game, brat."

"It's not a game!" she protested with a chuckle. "I'll even give you time to think of questions to ask."

He sighed dropping his arm slightly so he could look at her from behind the paper. He remembered Lola's little message on the piece of paper next to his almost empty candy bowl: "Patience is Key."

"If I'm going to ask you questions, then you're going to get extremely important ones not useless ones like the color of your toothbrush. Understood, brat?"

Aki beamed. "Understood, Sensei."

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Part 2? Maybe? Lemme know! Also tell me if I'm writing his ass wRONG. I don't mind the constructive criticism! Hope you enjoy!