#mamoru kishi fluff

[eisukevint]

(KBTBB) Can you do a fanfic of mamoru saving a child mc from a toxic/abusive household? (I’m not shipping child mc and mamoru!) I just think it will be a perfect fit since mamoru is a cop/detective and all! It’s more of an angsty-fluff kind of thing! (: no worries if not!

hello anon!! i am so so sorry for taking THIS long to do this. i promise exams are not an excuse and ive been so busy with stuff happening all the time but here it is!! i posted it separately so here’s the link :) i hope u like it!!

[elaera23]

A Messy Surprise - Part 1

Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder

Character: Mamoru x Reader

Contains: Humor / Fluff

Summary: MC has a secret crush on Mamoru and Baba wants to set both of them up so they finally take the next step. No smut here, but you’ll get rewarded in the 2nd part 😉

I'm still not sure why I’m the right choice for this assignment.

“Why would Ayase ask for me? We barely know each other,” I ask Baba not too long ago.

“Mamo himself recommended you to Ayase.”

My eyebrows rise in surprise as I look at him. “You’re kidding.”

“No, I’m serious. I think originally Mamo wanted to ask you himself but he got called off to another undercover mission which he couldn’t decline. So Ayase took over and chose you after Mamo’s recommendation. I mean you are probably the only woman Mamo trusts enough of being capable to go on this mission anyway. Not that there were any other women he would even consider talking to.” Baba chuckles.

“What does that mean, Baba?!”

Without any further explanation and with a wink he gives me a last encouraging pat on the head and leads me into the cab which will bring me to the police station.

Still thinking about Baba’s words I start to feel uneasy about this whole thing. Am I actually that special to Mamoru? I mean, he isn’t wrong, I really am the only woman Mamoru even looks at. He mostly is a grumpy slacker but when it comes to me, his attitude changes. When the other Bidders are around he doesn't tease or insult me the way they do from time to time (even if they don't mean it). And in the rare moments where we are actually alone, he shows me a different, nicer side of his. He even manages to say “please” and “thank you” when he asks me for a drink. “You are the best, kid,” he then replies with a wry smile.

I don't know what it is, but this old slacker kinda found a way into my heart. His laziness and the way he always calls me “kid” gets on my nerves from time to time, but out of all Bidders he was the one I could relate the most to, living in a normal apartment, working in a normal job and be happy with a cup of soba and a drink when he comes home after a busy day.

Up until  now I have just talked with Chisato about the secret crush I have on our VIP guest. I think back to the conversation we just had yesterday.

“You need to tell him,” she recommends for like the 50th time since we first spoke about him.

“I can't and you know that.” A deep sigh escapes my lips and I let my head hang down in frustration. “He is a guest and I'm just his maid. He probably doesn't even see me as a woman, the way he always calls me kid and makes fun of me when I get excited about something.”

“Did he ever say or do something that gave you a clue about his feelings?” Chisato asks me with a thoughtful look.

“Well once there was this situation....”

My mind moves back to said day. We are alone in the penthouse as Eisuke and Soryu are at some business meeting, Ota is in his studio working on the new exhibition items and Baba somewhere in Europe looking for a special necklace he wants to sell at the next auction. Mamoru is still regularly coming by even though the others aren't around.

“Here I can take a nap without bein’ disturbed,” he explains as I look at him with raised eyebrows. “And it smells way better than my apartment,” he adds with a grin which makes me giggle.

“Well if you'd take better care of your home, it wouldn't be so smelly,” I reply with a teasing smile.

“It's not as if anyone would care in what state my apartment is,” he answers in a tone which should sound careless, but I sense that there is more behind it.

Was he actually not joking around for a change? I look at him with a thoughtful expression, actually seeing small crack in the mask of grumpiness which he normally puts on in front of the other guys.

A tender smile blooms on my face and I can feel how my heart starts to race. “I'm sure there is a woman out there which would be very happy to be the reason you'd start to look forward to get home,” I reply as cheerful as I possible despite the knot that is building in my stomach. I hear Mamoru mumbling something to himself, but I'm too far away to understand his words.

Maybe she is nearer as you think, Mamo. I let out a sigh. Ugh, oh well. Maybe after a drink he might see what is directly in front of his eyes, haha. Laying down my cleaning utensils I push back my sarcastic inner voice and make my way into the kitchen to pour him a glass of his favorite whiskey. I search the shelf for that special bottle and find it on the highest shelf so I have to take the stool to get it. Damn you Eisuke for putting it up there!

“Careful, kid. I think that thing is broken since I once threw it at the stupid mobster,” Mamoru opposes as he gets over while I still try to reach for the bottle. Standing on my tiptoes I suddenly feel how the stool starts wavering and I yelp.

“Shit!” The stool falls over and I lose my balance but instead of hitting the hard ground I fall on something soft and warm.

“Ufff. Dammit, Kid! I told ya to be careful.” I hear a muffled voice underneath me.

Turning around I find myself lying on Mamoru’s chest. My cheeks start to burn when I feel the heat spread between our bodies.

“I- I'm so sorry...” Not able to phrase more than that, I look at him and our eyes meet. His irises are dark like a stormy sky and suddenly I realize how pleasant his scent is when he doesn't smell like cigarettes. Looking at his handsome features I see the slightly pink blush and I’m not sure if it is because of my weight or the fact that I’m lying on him. Clumsily I push myself up and straighten my uniform while Mamoru tries to stand up.

“Well, thank you for saving me,” I say in a higher voice than usual while I throw him a wry smile which should cover my embarrassment.

“Always there when ya need a pillow to fall onto, sweetheart.” Slightly chuckling he grabs the whiskey bottle which I desperately have tried to reach and pours himself a glass.

“I think now is the right moment to say: 'I told ya, kid',” Mamoru grins at me while he takes a sip of his glass.  

A dry laugh escapes my throat and I clumsily scratch the back of my head. My cheeks are burning as I retort. “Yeah, yeah, I know... Stupid kid didn't listen to what Daddy told her.” With a mischievous grin I pick up my cleaning utensils and leave the penthouse a little too quickly to not look suspicious. Before my escape I catch a glimpse of Mamoru's dumbstruck expression and how he is mouthing something I didn't get to hear anymore.

“Pfhhh...” As soon as I close the door to the penthouse I burst out in laughter. I seriously can't imagine talking this way to any other of the Bidders. “Soryu would’ve probably shoot me, while Eisuke would’ve given me double shifts for the next three weeks… or wait. Maybe I would’ve gotten a pay raise because I was brave enough to talk to him that way.” Chuckling I move my cleaning utensils to the next suite, still feeling a whiff of Mamoru’s body heat on mine.

So here I am in this gorgeous dress Baba organized me. It isn't the fancy kind of dress he'd normally choose so I was surprised when handed me that cute but still feminine rose colored piece. It is revealing but doesn’t look cheap and perfectly underlines my cleavage and waistline.

My heart is beating nervously when I enter the building, while my eyes move around, looking for Ayase.

“You can do this, ____. It’s just a mission and Mamoru himself suggested that you go with Detective Ayase... I just hope the detective doesn’t get the wrong idea and tries to make a move on me while we are undercover.”

“Eww.” I grimace when I imagine Ayase laying his arm around my waist or even kissing me. He totally isn’t my type and instead of concentrating on finding him my thoughts automatically move back to Mamoru while I walk through the police station.

“I’d rather be with him on this mission, I’m sure we would have fun.” I smile as I think about his handsome features grinning at me. “Stop it, Mamoru is not here and he trusts you that you’ll do a good job with Ayase!”

With my head held high I straighten my dress once again and take a look around. Surprisingly I find myself standing in front of Mamoru’s office. “How the hell did I get here? Darn, and where is Ayase?!” Annoyed I pull my phone out of my clutch, looking for Ayase’s number. In that moment I hear a noise coming from the other side of Mamoru’s office door.

Meanwhile in Mamoru’s office:

“Ugh, what does the damn thief want at this time of day?” Mamoru grunts as he sees the number on his display. He is sitting in his worn out office chair, working on some reports concerning his latest case.

“Kishi,” he answers with a grumpy tone.

“Hey Mamo! It’s Baba.” He hears the thief���s cheerful voice on the other side of the speaker.

“Whaddya want? I told ya I ain’t talkin’ to Ayase anymore about your case.”

“No, no, I’m not calling because of my case. But good that you mention Ayase, I hope you know he has a huge crush on MC, do you? “ Mamoru could virtually hear his grin through the phone. Why is Baba even telling him this?

“So what? MC has more guts than Ayase, I’m sure she can handle him.”

“Fascinating, I think this is the first time I hear you standing up for someone else then yourself.” Baba chuckles.

“Shaddap, you moron. This ain’t the reason you are callin’, so come to the point.”

“Well, Ayase did have the guts and actually invited MC out on a date.”

“Whaddya mean, he asked her out?” Mamoru asks, exasperated.

“Exactly what I meant, my dear Mamo,” Baba chuckles. “MC actually will just meet up with him any minute in front of the police building.”

“Well- eh… not that I care. She is free to date whoever she wants. Now leave me alone, I need to… get some things done.”

He hangs up and angrily smashes his phone on the office table.

“How dare he ask MC out on a date!” Mamoru shouts, grabbing his phone again. He picks up the jacket and rushes out of his office, his thoughts already swirling around MC and what could happen between her and Ayase.

BAM!

SO GOOD TO BE BACK! Thank you for reading so far! Let me know what you think of it as it is my first fanfic in over 6 months now ❤

If you want to find out what happens next, continue with the 2nd part - and I promise you will get rewarded with some quite steamy scenes *wink wink* 😂

Tagging: @voltage-my2dlove @hifftn @rougepetale

[sophiie2000]

She Should Be With Me ~ Mamoru

Back again with the next story as part of this set! 😊😊

I've attached the post with the Prologue, in case anyone who reads this wants to read that part first! ⬇️⬇️

So far I have posted Eisuke's story, and now Mamoru's! 🤗

So this is...

Mamoru x MC

A story of jealousy and fluff

Disclaimer - Characters belong to Voltage Inc, story is my own idea.

⛔️Trigger Warning, brief mention of controlling behaviour.⛔️

~ 4438 words

Unbeknownst to the others in the room, Mamoru froze. His cigarette hung precariously from his fingertips, mid-air, halfway to his lips. Hearing MC declare she had moved in with her boyfriend broke him.

Feelings of jealousy sprouted in him. Irrational questions, such as ‘Could he arrest him?’ and ‘How to frame someone for a crime?’, popped into his head. 

Alas, Mamoru knew this was not what his sweetheart would want. He had spent enough time with her by now to know she would not approve of him using such underhanded methods to win her heart.

Mamoru continued watching from the sofa as the other bidders fussed over MC and her news. He listened as they all whined and grumbled about her leaving. How if she wasn’t living at the hotel she wouldn’t be available when they needed her. Of course, Mamoru realised this wasn’t just their usual whims of coffee making and teasing. The others adored MC and her company as much as he did… well maybe not quite as much, but they certainly cared about her too.

Mamoru watched as MC squirmed under their questions. He noticed when her eyes briefly flitted his way, before swiftly leaving him again. Had he imagined the look she had given him? It had only been brief. Blink and you would have missed it. But he was sure he saw her looking for him. Seeking him out amongst the others. He also noticed how her cheeks had turned a tempting scarlet. She was beautiful, he thought. 

Coming from such a regular family, at least in comparison to the other bidders, Mamoru had always desired his own family. A loving wife, children. Living together in their own cosy home. But being a detective, Mamoru didn’t dare to believe these dreams would come true. He had not believed he would ever find someone he would love so deeply.

Until… he met MC.

Mamoru could still recall the day MC officially came into their lives, not just working in the hotel. He would never forget that day… she had seemed so heroic for someone who had never experienced any sort of terror. 

On that day, Mamoru had, unusually, been at the station tying up a couple of loose ends on a case he had been working when his phone had vibrated in his pocket. Thinking little of it, he nonchalantly glanced at the screen. Yet when he saw Eisuke had contacted him about an issue occurring at the hotel, the lazy detective immediately rushed to help.

When he arrived, the hotel had been bustling with screams and cries. The Ice Dragons, hotel staff and other bidders were trying to regain control of the situation. Mamoru sought out Eisuke to find out what was going on. 

He learned a group of gunmen had shown up and started rounding guests and employees up as hostages. The bidders and staff were currently trying to calm over guests, encouraging them back to their rooms for safety. 

It was then, they heard shots being fired and had turned in the direction of the sound. A couple of gunmen were trying to drag some more hostages away with them. Mamoru and the others were just about to rush over, when a lone maid stepped forward.

She appeared delicate. Someone who needed protecting. Yet she stepped forward. Stood firm. And she astonished Mamoru and the others when she declared herself the ultimate hostage. 

Take her, and no others, and she would help them achieve what they wanted. She boldly lied about her worth as a hostage. Her claims she was in a higher position than she truly was, which would mean she was aware of finer details regarding the hotel, had magnified her appeal. Her voice never faltered. Mamoru watched in shock, when she met his gaze. She seemed to signal something to him. 

It was in this moment, Mamoru noticed the depth in her eyes. At this most inappropriate time, Mamoru noticed the maid’s beauty. But it wasn’t just her outward beauty that had his gaze captured. It was her bravery. To step forward, for people she did not know, and offer herself… and still have the mental capability to signal him… well she was exceptional. Phenomenal. Unique. 

When Mamoru had the men to finally go to her aid, MC had endured numerous beatings. She was cut and bruised. Blood coated her clothes. Yet when Mamoru arrived, she smiled at him. A smile which didn’t match the situation they found themselves in. All Mamoru could do was shake his head with a chuckle, a ‘You did good, Kid’ leaving his lips. 

Having told Eisuke of her heroics, he declared he wanted to meet the brave maid who had helped save his hotel and guests. Who had prevented more hostages. So, he called her to the penthouse. 

When she arrived, Mamoru had felt the butterflies in his stomach. She was a vision. The exact replica of the woman of his dreams. Beauty, smarts, bravery. She won Eisuke over with a coffee! she immediately got on with all of them, even Soryu who avoided women had taken a liking to her. 

The truth is, Mamoru had fallen for this woman quickly. Over the next few years, he found himself falling deeper. MC was ever present in their lives. Since the incident, Eisuke welcomed her to visit them in the penthouse frequently, Ota used her as a model for his paintings, Baba had enlisted her as a taster for the dishes he made, Soryu enjoyed conversing about new detective novels with her.

While Mamoru, he had her help when he went on investigations and needed to blend in. Over the last few years she had played the part of his lover on many investigations. Doing so, allowed Mamoru to display his affections under the guise of acting. It made things easier, getting to play house and not have to hide his feelings for MC all the time. 

The sound of MC trying to excuse herself from the barrel of questions coming her way pulled Mamoru from his memories. His eyes followed her figure as she walked towards the door. He noticed her eyes meet his as she walked by him. she offered him a little smile, tucking her hair behind her ear. Mamoru offered her a smile in return. A smile that fell the second the door closed behind her. 

A chuckle grabbed Mamoru’s attention. Everyone was looking his way. 

“What?” He huffered. 

“When will you two just be honest with each other?” Eisuke asked.

“What d’ya mean?” Mamoru responded, lazily lounging back on the sofa. 

“God Mamoru, it is so obvious. Say what you will, but it is clear as day you both want each other” Eisuke responded, uninterestedly but with a glint of mirth in his eyes. 

Mamoru tensed. They had noticed his feelings? Yet the bigger surprise to him was their belief that his feelings were reciprocated? Surely not? MC wouldn’t move in with another man if she wanted him? Surely… Yet he couldn’t help but hope. Hope that some part of MC’s heart belonged with him. 

***

A month had passed since MC had moved in with her boyfriend and been promoted. Everything had seemed to continue on as normal. Yet Mamoru noticed how MC had started to distance herself from them all slightly. Maintaining a more professional boundary with them all. 

On this particular morning, it bothered him immensely. He had woken up and had just freshened up when MC knocked on his suite door. What followed was the strangest encounter they had ever had. 

“Mornin’ Kid!” He waved her in lazily.

“Good morning Sir. I do hope it would not inconvenience you if I were to come tidy your suite now?” MC asked, offering Mamoru a polite bow. Mamoru was taken aback by her formal tone. Sir? She had never once called him Sir. 

“MC? Everything ok?” He questioned, concerned by her change in behaviour. 

“My apologies Mr Kishi, I shall try not to take up too much of your morning.” MC hurried off to begin cleaning the room. 

MC had left as soon as she had finished, engaged in no general conversations, and had not looked him in the eye once. The encounter still nagged at him so he decided to try asking the others about it.

“Oh that? Don’t worry yourself too much, it’ll sort itself out sooner or later.” Eisuke replied nonchalantly, clearly not sharing in Mamoru’s concerns. 

“Come on Boss, it clearly bothers him when she ignores him.” Baba chuckled. 

“Fine. Her boyfriend didn’t like that she spent so much time with us. As soon as they moved in he set out some ground rules, and recently he seems to be tightening those rules up, adding new ones when something bothers him.” Eisuke, finally, gave Mamoru more of an answer. 

“So, he’s controlling then…” Mamoru replied, trailing off. Suddenly he was rushing out the penthouse lounge. 

***

A few hours later, and Mamoru bumped into MC who was on her lunch break. She sat alone. She stared aimlessly out the window. Her fork hanging mid-air, hovering above the plate. Mamoru immediately felt his body warm with love at the sight of her. 

Quietly, he took the seat opposite her, set down his own lunch and simply began eating. It took a few moments, but when MC finally noticed his presence her eyes bulged.

“Mamo! What are you doing here?!” She muttered quietly, hoping to avoid catching the attention of those around them. 

“Oh so ya do still remember my name! thought I would have lunch in here for a change” Mamoru replied, a smirk on his face. 

“You never eat in here, what do you want?” MC argued.

“Ya been actin’ real strange lately. Worried me. Anyway, got a new assignment I need ya to come with me on.”

“Can’t”

“Why not?” Mamoru questioned. He knew full well why, he just wanted… no needed, to hear it from her lips.

“I just can’t, busy.” MC replied, digging into her lunch.

“I didn’t tell you when yet” Mamoru replied, smiling knowingly at her. She knew she had been caught out. 

“Sigh… when is it?” MC relented. Mamoru was frustrated. Why wasn’t she just admitting to him why she was refusing first?

“Saturday night. We’ll be at a hotel. Bar, then head to a room next to the suspects.” He instructed. 

“Got it.” 

“Leave from the hotel at 6, or I can pick ya up from your place?”

“NO!” MC panicked, flustered. Suddenly her eyes went wide, and she quickly shot to her feet. “Uh… hotel is fine, I’ll be here for 6. See you later!”

“MC!” Mamoru called after her, but she was already scurrying away.

Soon Saturday evening arrived. MC had become quieter each day leading up to the investigation. She had appeared tired, wistful, and shaken. Still… she never told Mamoru anything. He had asked many times, each time she responded she was fine and that he didn’t need to worry. But he did. 

As he waited outside the hotel, Mamoru puffed on his cigarette. As he exhaled the smoke he noticed MC walking towards him. His eyes drew to her like magnets. The cigarette which had been sitting firmly between two fingers fell to the ground. He felt his mouth go dry. She was gorgeous, he thought. 

She was wearing a figure-hugging cocktail dress, with a pair of heels. Her hair had been curled and put up into a low messy bun. While her makeup highlighted her eyes. 

Mamoru’s heart was racing. He pushed himself off the wall and hurried towards her. 

“Beautiful as always” He whispered to her as his hand found purchase on her waist, allowing him to escort her towards their destination. He didn’t miss the way her cheeks blushed crimson as she thanked him. 

In moments like these, Mamoru could treat his sweetheart how he wished he could always. He could compliment and marvel in her beauty, enjoy dinner, and her company, all the while protecting his own heart from the pain of rejection. 

***

As the evening went by, the investigation went along smoothly. They received good information while sitting in the bar, and were now retreating to their hotel room. 

The sound of MC’s phone vibrating for the nth time that evening, and the sight of her visibly tensing as she ignored the call, made Mamoru worry. Yet before he could even offer any words, MC shut him down with that beautiful smile of hers. Silently begging him not to probe any further. 

After they arrived into the hotel room, Mamoru set to work setting up his surveillance equipment ready to listen in to the conversations between his suspect next door. He had just finished when MC approached him.

“I’m going to go shower” She said, placing her jewellery and phone on the dresser. Mamoru nodded once as she turned and left. 

The sound of the shower running soon filled the quiet hotel room. Mamoru decided to use the time to change into something slightly comfier, ready for the long night ahead. Yet the buzzing of MC’s phone, once again, drew his attention. 

Curiosity getting the better of him, he looked to see who was calling her. Mason. The name of her boyfriend appeared. As the call ended, Mamoru noticed all the notifications. 15 missed calls and 30 text messages… they had only been out 3 hours. 

Just then, Mamoru noticed the sound of running water had stopped. He quickly moved away from MC’s phone and settled down on the window ledge, lighting a cigarette. Shortly after, MC emerged from the bathroom, clothed in only a bathrobe. The smell of her shampoo and body wash filled the room, offering a calming effect. 

“Sorry I took so long, showers free” She smiled, as she settled onto the bed. 

“Thanks! Oh by the way, your phone rang again while ya were showerin’ hope it wasn’t nothin’ important!” Mamoru said, testing her. 

“Nah nothing” MC replied offering him a smile. 

Still, she refused to confide in him about what was going on. Had he only imagined they were close? No. He wouldn’t let himself be convinced that they had been nothing, not even friends. Something was bothering her, she would tell him when the time was right. 

But Mamoru was an impatient man. He had tried for the past month to respect her privacy. But knowing what he did, even her not being aware of him knowing, made it harder to remain quiet. 

He silently approached MC as she sat on the bed, quietly staring down at her phone. He sat beside her. Took her phone from her hands. Turned it off. Then he simply looked at her. Encouraging her to confide in him.

“Hey Mamo, give me back my phone!” She moaned, reaching over him towards his side of the bed where her phone now sat. 

Mamoru used this moment to capture her in an embrace. Shocked, MC froze, before she quietly settled into his embrace. Noticing her relenting, Mamoru finally broke the silence. 

“Talk to me, MC. You know I will listen.” He spoke quietly, holding her tight. He wanted more than anything to share in her burdens. 

MC audibly sighed. It was almost comical how large a sigh she had given. Finally, she spoke.

“It’s Mason… he doesn’t like me being around you guys. Especially with you. He never moaned about it before we moved in together, but now everything is an issue. He doesn’t like me seeing Eisuke to make him coffee, because Eisuke has a reputation for his groupies and Mason in convinced I must be one of them otherwise why else would he want to see a mere maid like me. He doesn’t like Ota painting me, because why would anyone want an image of me on their wall. He doesn’t like Baba cooking for me, because he flirts with everyone so he doesn’t need me. He doesn’t like Soryu acknowledging me, because since I’m the only female ever seen around him something must be going on. And he hates me spending anytime with you…” MC fell silent, not finishing her point.

“Why? Why doesn’t he like you spendin’ time with me?” Mamoru questioned, watching her carefully. 

“Uhh long story…” MC replied, a blush coating her cheeks. Mamoru was sure he wasn’t imagining it. 

“We have all night” He said, smiling at MC. The blush on her face deepened. 

“Oh god… Mamo its embarrassing enough, don’t make me tell you.” She pleaded.

“Tell me, MC. Please.” It was Mamoru’s turn to plead now. MC sighed. She casted her eyes down.

“A couple of years ago, me and Mason went on a break. It was about a year after the incident at the hotel, you know when we met. I told him I needed some space. Sort my head out.”

“Why?”

“I had started to develop feelings for someone else… and well my head was a mess and so we split up. The break lasted for a couple of months. Honestly, I thought it was over for good. But then, well something happened to Mason and we got back together so I could support him through it. Since then though, he’s been jealous when I was around said person.”

“Said person… is that me?” Mamoru asked, hopeful in that his feelings had not been one sided. 

“Urghh Mamoru don’t be so inconsiderate! Obviously, it was you!” MC responded, blushing furiously and hiding her face into his chest. 

Mamoru felt the smile form on his chest. He hugged her slightly tighter. 

“So, uh, why does it bother him now… if this was a couple of years ago? You’ve moved in together now too?”

“Oh uh… yeah that’s an even longer story…” MC huffed, “The truth is, I had told him a few months ago I didn’t want move in with him. We had just got back from that investigation about the Blue Jay’s smuggling ring, remember? Well, after that Mason and I were arguing. He mentioned you, and well I lost it. I mean how dare he bring you into our issues. Y’know? When he asked me if I was still in love with you, and if that was why I really didn’t want to live together I froze. And then stormed out.” 

MC still avoided looking at Mamoru. He couldn’t help but wonder. Why hadn’t she just said no to her boyfriend? Unless… did she still love him?

“So… what is the answer to that?” Mamoru asked in barely a whisper.

“W-what?” MC asked startled, looking up suddenly. 

Their eyes met. Held. Who knew how long had passed with neither looking away, neither speaking a word. Who made the first move? Was it Mamoru threading a hand into her hair, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs? Or was it MC and her fingers curling in his shirt? Neither could be sure. But what came next, neither could deny.

Their eyes, which had held one another close, soon closed. Their lips which had been but a hair breadth away, met. The kiss, was soft. Tantalisingly slow. 

A warmth spread itself through Mamoru. The kiss was everything he had desired for so long, yet it wasn’t enough. The delicate kiss, did not sate the desire he had long held for her.  

As MC pulled away slightly, her eyes fluttered open and met Mamoru’s. However, it wasn’t long before their lips crashed together, in a fiery, all-consuming, deep kiss. One that signified the passion which had been building between them for the last few years. It was electrifying and Mamoru could feel his need for MC intensifying as their kiss continued. 

Yet as he reached out for her, she suddenly froze. Her eyes shot opened, a horrified look on her face, before she shoved Mamoru away and grabbed her clothing. Dressing in a hurry, Mamoru watched on in confusion. 

“MC? What are you doing?” He asked. Still rushing about getting changed MC hurried towards the door. 

“Leaving!” she replied, swinging the door open and racing through it. 

“MC!” Mamoru shouted behind her. 

But she didn’t turn around. Mamoru couldn’t leave the hotel, he was in the middle of a surveillance operation. No matter how much he wanted to chase after her, he couldn’t. Slumping back onto the bed, his hand naturally touched his lips. The heat from their kiss, still lingered.

*** 

A few weeks had passed since the end of that operation when MC had run out on Mamoru after their kiss. She had practically disappeared from his life since too. She hadn’t been to work since. She hadn’t responded to any of their messages either. 

It wasn’t just Mamoru who was growing concerned in her absence. Eisuke sighed as he put down his phone, his call going unanswered once again. 

“I don’t understand where she is gone?” Eisuke muttered, “And why is she ignoring our calls?” 

“She isn’t responding to any of us…” Mamoru responded. His heart hurt with worry.

“Kenzaki couldn’t even get in touch with her” Eisuke stated, while staring at the phone in his hand. 

Mamoru was even more concerned now. She wasn’t showing up to work. She was ignoring calls from her friends and employers. What could have happened to her?

The ignored phone calls, missing shifts and torment of not knowing where she had gone continued for another week. Every day the bidders got together to discuss what they would do next if MC did not return by the end of the week. They would share their updates from their own mini investigations too. 

None had managed to find any clue as to where she had gone. Mamoru was growing more concerned and impatient by the day. All hope seemed to be lost. Until… MC walked through the hotel doors one morning, along with a large bag. 

Mamoru had been talking to Eisuke in the lobby when they saw MC entering the hotel. They raced over to her, relief finally settling in at seeing her safe and unharmed. Noticing them, MC offered them a cordial smile.

“MC where have you been?” Eisuke asked, as Mamoru grabbed her arms, checking her over for any injuries. Letting her go, as seen as he confirmed for himself she was ok. 

“Uhh, long story?” MC smiled trying to worm her way out of explaining. 

“It’s been 3 weeks, you’ve ignored all our attempts to contact you. No way are you getting out of explaining this one!” Mamoru responded, somewhat forcefully. 

Nodding once, MC followed the two men as they headed up to the penthouse lounge. When they entered, MC placed her bag down and immediately set about making coffee for them all. The usual routine falling back into place.

“So?” Eisuke asked after sipping his coffee. 

“Well… I had something I needed to sort out. It took a little longer than expected. I stayed with my parents while I was sorting it out. I’m sorry for ignoring your calls, I needed to sort everything out and while it wasn’t sorted I didn’t feel I could really face you guys…” MC spoke quietly. 

“So tell us now. I assume the bag has something to do with it?” Mamoru asked.

“Ok…” MC sighed, “I ended things with Mason. For good this time. I moved out and headed to my parents and stayed with them while we sorted out all the legal crap from moving in together”

“You broke up?!” Mamoru reacted. His heart trembling and filling with a slight hope. 

“Why did you break up?” Eisuke asked. He already had an incline it would be to do with Mamoru but he didn’t want to announce his assumption.

“Well… the truth is… on the night I was helping Mamo out, he asked me a question.” MC now faced, Mamoru, “You asked me a question, one that at the time I didn’t answer in words. But my actions that night spoke volumes. I knew then I couldn’t keep living with or being with Mason. It wasn’t fair on either of us. He was right to be worried of my feelings, but it wasn’t right that he was controlling me. it was better for both of us, to split up.”

“So it’s over?” Mamoru asked nervously, not wanting to get his hopes up too much.

“Yes…” MC responded.

“Because you want to be with Mamoru?” Eisuke asked, smirking.

“Yes…” MC whispered, her eyes going wide when she realised what she had just admitted. Before she could correct herself, Eisuke shooed them both off to Mamoru’s room to finish their discussion. 

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When they returned to Mamoru’s suite, MC made them both coffee and sound beside him on the sofa. A peaceful silence ensued. 

MC’s scent, her shampoo, body wash and perfume, filled the room. It brought him peace. She was finally back. Yet that peace did not last long. Mamoru recalled how MC had practically confessed her feelings for him to Eisuke moments earlier, and he suddenly sat bolt upright.

MC was startled by the sudden movement, almost spilling her coffee in the process. 

“Jeez Mamo, careful I could have burned myself!” she berated him. But Mamoru didn’t care. he was over the moon. And now they were alone he was going to get her to confess properly and then finally tell her how he felt too.

“MC… tell me the truth now… how do you feel about me?” His hand had cupped her cheek, he rested his forehead gently against hers, looking into her eyes as he pleaded his sweetheart to share her heart with him.

“Mamo… I-I… I love you” She smiled at him, tears brimming in her eyes.

“I love you too, sweetheart” Mamoru responded, before slamming his lips into hers. Crushing her in a tight embrace. 

Hearing his sweetheart finally tell him the words he had longed to hear, felt surreal. He bundled her up into his arms and carried her into his bedroom. His lips never leaving hers. 

As he led her gently on his bed, he pulled away, tearing his top from his body. Letting his lips meet hers once again. In this moment, everything he had desired was finally coming true. 

He had the woman of his dreams, laid bare before him. She had confessed she loved him. Finally, that picture perfect regular life he had imagined, one that seemed beyond him, was finally in reach. 

And he was going to grab it. Hold it close, and ensure it came true.

Starting with a long night, cherishing the one he loved most. The one he could finally call his.

His sweetheart.

[tomhollandhasnolips]

soryu: the memories we made are the actual treasure

mamoru: u literally almost killed me by accident

soryu: that wasn't an accident

[rougepetale]

Small Bump (Mamoru) (SFW)

Warning:SADNESS LIKE MAJOR SADNESS (IMO)  YE BE WARNED

Inspired by Ed Sheeran’s song ‘Small Bump’

Mamoru came home to an empty home, at first he was worried, you both had fallen into a pattern of her being home to greet him. he placed his jacket on the back of the chair and called your pet name, “Sweetheart” he called out.

You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes I'll hold your body in my hands, be as gentle as I can But for now you're scan of my unmade plans, A small bump in four months you're brought to life A small bump in four months you'll open your eyes

He found her on the floor in the bathroom, tears streaming down his wife’s face and a tiny object in her hand. He collapsed beside her, “Are you okay?” he asked, instantly worried that something happened to her.

“Everything is fine, Daddy” she replied, holding up the pregnancy test. It had a little plus sign. He could feel similar tears welling up. He grabbed his wife and pulled her to him, showering her with kisses. 

I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth I'll hold you tightly, I'll give you nothing but truth If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

He would rub his wife’s tummy, even if the baby couldn’t hear his voice or feel his warmth he still loves the idea that the tiny bean would know that it’s loved. he imagined the tiny baby growing in her stomach, he never thought that he would be a Dad. His life, his work, his age. Everything he thought was against him and here was the glaring truth that he would be a daddy. 

You are my one and only You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight Oh, you are my one and only You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight And you'll be alright

He went to as many doctor appointments as possible, he would save every picture and saved them in his desk and his car. These pictures kept him grounded. He would chart the growth of the baby, he was always amazed as he realizes how quickly the baby is developing. “starting to look like a human huh?

Oh, you're just a small bump unknown, you'll grow into your skin With a smile like hers and a dimple beneath your chin Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide A small bump, in four months you'll open your eyes

Mamoru had to resist his desire to put himself in danger to avenge Minami and to flush out the crooked cops. He couldn’t die now and leave his unborn child and wife alone in this world. He couldn’t wait to regale this baby with the tales of how he caught Jack the Ripper and how he apprehended all these famous criminals. 

He was doing everything he could to insure that the world was as safe as it could be when the baby came into the world. 

And I'll hold you tightly, I'll tell you nothing but truth And I'll hold you tightly, I'll give you nothing but truth If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

You both were eager to get ready for the baby. Mamoru bought so many clothes for the baby. Soon, you’d both learn the sex of the baby, and of course Mamoru didn’t care, he bought plenty of girl clothes and boy clothes.

He secretly hoped for a little princess.

He knew his wife wanted a little prince.

You are my one and only You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight Oh, you are my one and only You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight And you'll be alright

Mamoru found his wife singing to her belly more often than not. He loved perfect his wife was. He found himself daydreaming about them being a family, all three of them napping on the bed, not getting up till noon. He would watch his two precious gems, holding them close. 

And you can lie with me With your tiny feet When you're half asleep I'll leave you be Right in front of me For a couple weeks So I can keep you safe

Mamoru began to get into the habit of kissing his wife goodbye and the tiny bump, “See you little bean. I can’t wait to hold you” 

it would always leave his wife in tears where he would laugh and call her such a kid. He couldn’t wait to call her Mommy, he had been slipping it in here and there when he wanted to see her blush and swoon over how sweet he could be.

“I’ll be home later, if you’re tired don’t wait up for me” he warned his wife, knowing that she would because that is what she was use to. 

'Cause you are my one and only You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight You are my one and only You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight And you'll be alright

Mamoru came home, excited to see his beautiful wife, swollen with their child. he heard sobbing in the bathroom.  He dropped everything only to find his wife on the floor holding her stomach and too much blood on the tile, he thought that that his beautiful wife had been injured. 

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” he asked in shock.

“I’m sorry Mamo, I’m so sorry.... I think....” more tears burst forth, ”I lost the baby” she sobbed, clutching her stomach and curled into a ball. “I’m so sorry” she continued to beg for his forgiveness. 

“Sweetheart, it’s not your fault” Mamoru said, there was nothing to forgive because there was nothing to forgive. He gathered her broken body into his arms and the sobbed together.

'Cause you were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life Maybe you were needed up there but we're still unaware as why.

[hotcocosharing]

REQUEST: Patience Is A Virtue (KBTBB Headcanon)

lemanuka submitted: Hi, are you still doing headcanons? Because I would like to request one, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to. Could you please make a headcanon were MC gets compared to other women all the time. At the beginning she just ignores it, but later it starts to get to her and someday she can’t take it anymore and gets angry at them and they realize their mistake and apologize.I hope it’s not to much.

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Fandom: Kissed By The Baddest Bidder Category: Fluff? Hurt & Comfort? Character: Ota, Mamoru, Baba Notes: Hope you like this :)

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“She’s hot!”

“Check her out, sexy and confident. Just the way I like it.”

“Not you, kid.”

“Oh my pretty lady, you’re cute but she.. she is something else.”

“Not that I care but I do see her appeal. You however, not so much.”

It’s so easy to hear a compliment from Ota and Baba, nearly every single woman is hot in their eyes. Mamoru treats you like a child and as much as you hate it, you’ve gotten used to it. It’s just a nickname, you’d remind yourself not to let it get to you until a recent regular of Eisuke’s begins to get everyone’s attentions.

Ota

“Our little koro here should learn a thing or two from Jessica. She’s smart and sexy, I bet she takes initiative in bed too. Unlike ______ who blushes over every little things.”

“No I don’t …” Your protest is cut short as the angelic artist corners you to the wall with his delicate fingers teasing your neck and chin.

“See, your heart is raising.”

“Of course it is! You’re so bloody clo…..!!”

The blonde seriously has no intention in listening to you, with his lips slamming onto yours, he only pins your wrists to the wall harder and deepens the kiss at your every attempt of escaping.

The slap to his cheek does not bother him either, somehow it only gives him the satisfaction of proofing how boring and serious you are though the other bidders have to step in and stop you from throwing the rest of Eisuke’s expensive decorations at him which you could not afford in ever paying back. “Go fuck yourself, Ota! You are an ass! I’m done being humiliated by you, all of you. I work here as a maid, not your slave! I owe you all nothing, 20 million my ass! I don’t need you fucked up criminals telling me what I’m worth, I’m perfect the way I am. Sure, Jessica is smart, successful and pretty! So?! That’s no need to compare us! I’m so done with you all!”

You storm out with blood pumping through your veins and eyes burning with rage. Enough is enough! You’d obey Eisuke’s outrageous demands, turn an blind eye at Soryu’s backdoor business, happily help with Mamo’s chaos and the occasionally agree with the Robin Hood theory with the thief but you will not be played, be treated as an object, a fucking toy.

How dare he touches you? Forces himself on you? To prove what? That he’s a complete asshole?

You don’t expect Eisuke to let you go and he doesn’t but he has given you two weeks off, mainly for Ota to sort it out with you like adults.

Not that you’re in position to turn down his offer when the billionaire has so generously sent you two to one of his private islands. You refuse to acknowledge Ota, completely ignore him for the entire week till the blonde subtly apologizes without admitting himself to be a jerk but he has taken all his courage to mutter a sorry.

To promise not to compare you to anyone, to disrespect you in anyway because you of all people, deserve respect as much as anyone does.

Mamoru

The silent treatment has no effect on the lazy detective until he has eventually returned to his filthy suite, slowly realizing the fact that he has taken you for granted, something he couldn’t believe he’s capable of.

In the poor attempt of cleaning his place and preparing dinner as surprises, he begs you to come home. The both of you know the whole kid calling is just his way of showing affection, he loves you dearly but is it enough?

“You’ve captured my heart, ________. Every little things you do is magic, bounding my heart to yours. There’s no one else but you, ________. I promise to treat you with full respect from now on.”

Loyalty and sincerity are what you adore about Mamoru, he’s a man of his words. “You’re honestly hopeless with housework, aren’t you?” You say half jokingly, the corners of your lips turn up into a smile.

And soon your giggles turn into sweet, pleasant laughter as the both of you clean up the disaster before heading out for soba. Hand in hand, lacing your fingers together, stronger than ever.

Baba

“Everything is a joke to you! I’m not one of your lame jokes, I am a woman, a human being and your girlfriend! Why can’t you treat me like one? Stop treating me like a princess, I’ve told you how much I hate it but you never take me seriously! And not defending me while the guys make fun of me makes you just as guilty. Baba, I don’t need a prince but a real man who respects and appreciates me for who I am!”

Your statement and teary face repeat endlessly in Baba’s head for the past two days as the thief tries to make sense of you what mean as well as enduring the awkward silence in bed.

He knows this is something a beautiful bouquet and flattery couldn’t fix, wrecking his brains out, he eventually asks you to meet at his secret spot. With one hand caressing your cheek, he makes a promise under the dancing cherry blossom petals. “I’m terribly sorry, _______.” He begins, his romantic yet apologetic eyes gazing into yours. “You’re right. I should have defended you. We’ve been through so much and you’ve always supported me, believing me while I was in doubt. I want to be a better person, someone I would be proud of, someone you’d be proud of and willing to spend the rest of your lives with. I may not understand everything about you or your belief but I’m ready to learn more if you’d have me back in your life. I promise to always listen, to be patience but most of all, respect you.”

You pull him close and soon feel his strong arms wrapping around your back, “Thank you, Baba. I love you.”

Just before locking your lips together, Baba declares his eternal love to you once more. “I love you too, ________. So so much and I’d do anything for you, anything.”

[otome-writer51]

Kissed by the Baddest Bidder Masterlist

Fluff💕 Angst💔 NSFW🔥 Crossover🔗

Headcanons

One-shots (Reader, OC)

Eisuke Ichinomiya

Soryu Oh

Mitsunari Baba

Ota Kisaki

Mamoru Kishi

Shuichi Hishikura

Luke Foster

Hikaru Aihara

Mad Hatter

Multichapter

[nitelotus]

My Masterpost

Because of a recent question on one of my old fics, I thought it might be beneficial for new (and old) followers of mine to list my fics. I do have drabble requests and small drabbles that are not listed here (too lazy XD). 

Thank you for all your likes, comments and reblogs. It keeps me and my muse alive. Currently, I am focusing on growing my business as a Virtual/Personal Assistant to romance authors so that’s why all I could do right now are quick requests and drabbles. In spite of that, thank you for the follows and the support!

You can find my Masterpost here. 

Here lie the fanfiction posts:

Kissed by the Baddest Bidder:

One Shot:

Three Lines (Baba Mitsunari x OC) : TW: Suicide, rape and foul language

Trade Off (Ota Kisaki x OC) (Fluff)

Be My Last (Eisuke Ichinomiya x OC)/ (Baba Mitsunari X OC) / Mamoru Kishi x OC) (Angst)

Christmas Memories (KBTBB x OC) (Fluff)

(2nd) Chances (Mamoru Kishi x Valogirl) (Angst) TW: HInt of suicide

Multi-chaptered:

Blindspot (Eisuke Ichinomiya x OC x Soryu OH) (On going): Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3

Drabble:

Baba Writing Prompt

Metro PD: Close to you

One Shot:

Please Come Back (to Me): (Yutaka Tennoji x OC) (Angst) (Off-story from my RP First Steps)

Murphy’s Twin (Yutaka Tennoji x OC) (Fluff)

Multi-chaptered:

At Stake (Yutaka Tennoji x OC x Hiroshi Kirisawa) (Angst/Smut): Part 1/ Part 2

Crossovers

One Shot:

Remember Me, Choose Me (Hiroshi Kirisawa x OC x Kunihiko Aikawa) (Mystery/Angst/Crossover) - MPD: Close to you/My Forged Wedding

Collection of One Shots/Drabbles:

The Daddy Chronicles:

Operation: Get Papa (Hiroshi Kirisawa from Metro PD: Close to You)

Birthday One-shot:

Till Domo Do Us Part (Seiji Goto from My Sweet Bodyguard)

[elaera23]

Drabble Request #2

Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder

Character: Mamoru x Reader

Drabble: 15. “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”

Requested by the lovely @hifftn with our favourite slacker 💖💖

“Here ya are!”

Mamoru storms onto the rooftop where ___ is sitting in a pool, Baba and Ota on each of her sides. She is sipping on a champagne glass, giggling and laughing - obviously having the time of her life.

___ looks up from her conversation with the both guys and giggles at Mamoru’s angry face which is fixed at her. Normally he doesn’t give a fuck what is happening around him, but right now he is fuming.

“Heeeey, look who decided to join us!” Her face lights up at the sight of her boyfriend while she throws both arms up in excitement.

“Dammit, kid! Whaddya think you are doin‘ here?”

“I’m having fuuuun as you can see! Aaaand I have to admit ‘Paradise’ is a really matching name for this place.

“Do ya even know where you broke in to?!”

“Yes, Baba told me it belongs to some guy who calls himself a King… and no, it’s not Eisuke.” She chuckles and takes another sip of her glass.

“Yeah, and the ‘Not-Eisuke’ called the police because he saw y’all sneaking into the building! Whaddya think would’ve happened if I wouldn’t have accidently heard the police call and offered to take care of it?”

“Hahaha, your colleagues must have been reeeeally surprised that YOU want take care of something.”

“And who asked for your opinion, Kisaki?!”

“Oh come on, Mamo, don’t be such a stick in the mud. I’m sure you would have gotten us out of the trouble, wouldn’t you?” Baba returns with a grin.

“Shut up, you womanizing bastard, you ain’t even able to enter the building without gettin’ noticed and you call yourself a master thief?!”

“Woah, Mamo, slow down! Maybe I wanted to get caught? I mean, no risk no fun, isn’t it Ota?”

“Hehe, true… and Koro is always in for a little action. Especially as her boyfriend is such a boooore. ” The handsome artist just chuckles and throws Mamoru his typical smirk which earns him a glare from the detective.

“Hey, why don’t you join us, Mamo?” Totally missing the tension that has built up between the guys ____  motions at the space between Baba and her as she throws a grumpy looking Mamoru her brightest smile.

“Yes, come here, Kishi, let’s have fun together!” Ota adds cheerfully as he drowns his glass of champagne. “Then your monthly shower is also done.”

“You fuck- I ain’t getting into that damn pool with ya! I don’t care what happens with you two pricks,” he looks over at Baba and Ota which are grinning from ear to ear, “but did ya waste a thought at what would happen with the kid when the owner caught you drinkin’ his damn alcohol?!”

Angry, Mamoru kicks away the bottles of champagne which are spread at the pool edge. “Imagine what Eisuke would do if he caught some strangers breakin’ into his property and using his stuff!”

“Ok, that’s a scary thought, imagining boss in this situation… But still, we would never put our princess in danger.” Baba winks at ___ .

“Exaaactly.” Ota adds with a smirk, laying an arm around ____’s  shoulders, pulling her over to  him.

“You ain’t touchin’ my girl, Kisaki!”

“Oh-oh, getting jealous, Kishi?” he replies in a teasing tone, leaning closer to ___’s  cheek. “Afraid she would fall for a young handsome artist instead of an old grumpy slacker?”

“I swear you little brat, I’m gonna kick your ass if ya go any further!”

___ chuckles and pushes Ota away. “Stop it, Ota. Don’t tease my favourite old man, you know my heart just belongs to him.”

Mamoru already wants to retort something as her eyes find his, a lustful glimmer inside them. She slowly emerges from the pool, water trickling down her body. With a playful smile on her face she approaches Mamoru who is standing at the edge of the pool.

His eyebrows rise in surprise as he sees what his girlfriend is actually wearing. Up until now he couldn’t see any details as her body was underwater but now the skimpy bikini which clinches to her wet skin releases its full effect on him. Looking at her, jaw dropped, he feels how the heat rushes up to his head… and also in the opposite direction.

“Damn ya kid, you think you are old enough to wear somthin’ like that?...” Mamoru murmurs under his breath, a hand covering his red face.

A few steps later she reaches him and playfully tugs at his tie, pulling him closer to her face. “Do you like what you see?” she asks in a seductive tone while her eyes are observing every inch of his features.

“I…. eh-” he coughs slightly and composes himself, “it looks okay,” he finally stammers. He wants to sound cool but his burning cheeks betray him.

“Oh. My. God. - Kishi is actually blushing!” Ota declares looking over at Baba. “Thought you need pride to get embarrassed!” Both men burst out in laughter while Mamoru looked like he would like to shoot them here and now.

“Shut the fuck up, assholes.” He growls in a low voice, his gaze lowered to hide how mortified he is.

“Tsk tsk, Mamo. That’s no way to speak at your girlfriend’s friends.” Still holding his tie she smirks at him.

“You shaddup too, kid! The show is over and we are leaving now.” He picks up her clothes, grabs her hand and brusquely starts walking towards the exit when he suddenly gets pulled back.

“Noooo, I don’t want to leave, Mamo!” Her sexy attitude is blown away in an instant, replaced by a childish stubbornness as she tries to pull him into the opposite direction, a pleading look in her eyes.

“Well, you’re comin’ home with me whether ya like it or not.”

He gives her arm a strong pull and she loses her balance, the alcohol fairly has contributed his share. Tumbling into Mamoru’s chest he catches her wet body. Completely startled ____ is lying in his arms as he leans down to her, whispering in a low voice “… and then sweetheart, you will show me that bikini in detail.”

She can’t suppress a giggle and nods in response. “I think I might need some help to get out of it…”

“Pfhhh, even too young to get out of a bikini. But hey, that’s what I’m here for, sweetheart.”  

Both start walking towards the exit as Mamoru turns around a last time.

“And you two dumb heads,” he glares at Ota and Baba who are still laughing about the scene that has unfolded in front of them, “not that I would care, but I suggest you call the boss, he knows the owner, Tosaki. Maybe like that you can prevent to get arrested from the back-up I called a few minutes ago.”

Leaving the two men speechless in the pool he walks into the elevator with a devilish smirk on his face and the arm around the shoulders of his beautiful girlfriend. Looking forward to the steamy show which awaits him, he couldn’t ask for more right now.

[hotcocosharing]

Dating the REAL bidders (Headcanon KBTBB)

Fandom: Kissed by the baddest bidders Characters: Eisuke, Soryu, Mamoru, Baba, Ota Summary: Idea from here, how I imagine the real bidders are behind our screens. Just for fun, my own fantasy NOTES: I wrote this to cheer myself up, little scenes that play in my head, gotta say I’m surprised that I kind of like Eisuke, only the good sides though, nothing like the one in game.

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Prologue: Eiuske isn’t thrilled about you making him an ass from the series “Switching Places” and asks you go on a date with him to get to know the real him, eventually ending up with you going on a date with each bidder.

Ota

You expect Eisuke would be your first date since he’s the one who’s started this whole “getting to know the REAL Eisuke thing” but instead you’re sitting awkwardly at a beach side cafe with a familiar annoying face, “What are you doing here Ota?”

He smirks with his brows frown, “On a date, obviously.”

“Why is Soryu here too?”

“Aren’t you just plain stupid, we are out on a date.” The blonde is clearly enjoying this while the mobster in grey just sits and reads his detective novel quietly.

“Then why am I here?”

Playing with his air, Ota answers in amusement. “This is getting to know us.” You roll your eyes and pour more syrup into your ice tea, “I don’t need to watch to know that you are a brat, Ota.”

“Awww, is someone jealous that I am the one who’s dating Soryu Oh?”

Grrrrr, “Fuck you.”

“Oh you wish, no wait you wish it’s someone else, isn’t it?” He whispers and winks to his left.

“Oh my god, Ota, seriously, get over yourself already. I don’t even know what Soryu sees in you.” You sigh and gulp half of your drinks.

“Well you will never get it.”

“No, most of the readers don’t get it either. You are bitter, he’s thoughtful; You are mean, he’s kind-hearted; You are sadistic and you never stop talking!” The more differences you list the more you fail to understand, is this what they call love will keep us all blind or is it just lust?

“Pff, Soryu is submissive.” Ota sticks his tongue out as Soryu looks up with his redden cheeks (awww he’s so cuteeee) before he quickly returns to his book. “He gets me and I get him, we click, that’s all that matters.” The blonde says with a soften expression when he steals a glance at the mobster, and there it is- a true moment of love in his eyes. He is serious about Soryu, much more than anyone’d ever imagined.

Sure they are an odd pair that probably no one would root for or understand but they don’t need anyone’s approvals, they just need each other.

Mamoru

Mamoru is smoking with his legs crossed and arms stretch to the sides on the bench, he looks neither nervous or excited. “Waiting for someone?” He let’s out a yarwn and gets up, “You look nice.” He mutters and walks off, “Where are we going?”

To your surprise, he has taken you to an amusement park for a date. This looks like a text book date from Voltage, “Hurry up, kid.” He calls without looking back, hmm this does sound like the Mamoru from season 1 before he’s gotten to know the MC.

He isn’t much of a talker which is weird because he talks a lot more when you are all gathered so you try all sort of topics but only earn you the short answers. “Mamo, do you not want to go on a date? You seem awfully quiet.” He hesitates and stops walking, “Hey wanna try that?” It’s a shooting contest and before you’d answer, he’s already in line. Aiming and shooting is only natural to a detective like him, he’s won a second prize and it’s an ukulele.

“This is handy.” The lazy detective seems happy with his rewards, “You know how to play?” He answers by playing a familiar melody, a classic folk song. His face is coated in the orange rays of sun set and you find your heart pounding at the sight, his gazes meet with yours as his fingers leave the string. “What a lovely day, huh.” He suddenly says, “Umm sorry I didn’t say much today. I..I’m kind of nervous.” His apology surprise you as you see no clue at all, he just seems cool and little strange. “I… I have always liked you.. from the first time we met.”

Wait???!!! What???!! Mamoru Kishi, your favorite character from Kissed By The Baddest Bidders is confessing to you?! Taking a step closer, Mamoru kisses ever so gently on your forehead. “I don’t want you to take it the wrong way. I wasn’t bored or anything, I just didn’t know what to say.” He smiles sheepishly, “What do the guys usually say after this? Or is it your turn to respond?”

You can’t help but giggle at his adorable form, he’s so cute you want to jump and embrace him but instead you suggest the two of you to go for dinner where he can be less nervous and back to himself so you can get to know the real him.

Baba

“Camera rolling and …… action!” You look dumbfounded then Baba walks through the door on set with only black boxer briefs, he’s toned and smoking hot! Your mouth drop wide open as he walks towards the actress on bed, lifting her chin up and kisses her seductively. The director shouts cut then the crew moves some lights and start filming again, the woman gets down on her knees with Baba’s cock right in front.

OH MY GOD

The director slowly instructs their exact movements, the actress carefully moves her hands to his thighs while his grips her hair. Baba then pulls his boxer off and almost slaps her with his manhood, why are you here! What is this? Oh no, you have a plenty good idea what this is but questions flood through your head. Should you be mad? Embarrassed or impressed at his size? Minutes or hours later, you can’t really tell, Baba stands in front of you with his casual wear and smiles as happy as ever, “Hello princess.”

“BABA!! What the hell!!!!!!”

Making a shock face follow by a naughty grin, “What? This is the real me!” You gulp and lower your voice, “A PORN STAR?”

“Yeah, a good one too don’t you think?” He winks. “Baba, you aren’t exactly the most popular guy in the game. I am not sure this will do any good.”

He shows his arm and signal you to hook around it then he casually leaves the set, “I don’t care about popularity. I am who I am, Kara. And I am fucking proud of that.”

Proud of being a porn star? The question almost leave your lips but you listen, this is about him not your assumption. It isn’t his dream to be one, life leads him to an opportunity and he takes it as it pays well, the cast, the people he meets turn out to be much less hypercritical and cynical so he sticks around.

“It doesn’t bother you that you aren’t that popular?” You have to ask, a grin plays at the corner of his lips, “I accepted Voltage’s offer for fun, I did porn for fun. Life is too short and I don’t want a boring one. Plus quality over quantity, love.”

You look at the satisfying man in hat, carefree, straight forward, optimistic and they are the reasons why Mitsunari Baba is so charming, a man who is true to himself.

Eisuke

You take one last look at your phone and walk to the end of corridor, there’s no point in checking which apartment since you are on the top floor of a penthouse apartment. How fitting of Eisuke Ichinomiya.

“Hi, come on in,” Eisuke greets you casually with a smile, he smiles?! But before you can look to double check he has rushed back to the kitchen, “Make yourself at home, hey do you want something to drink?” He pops his head out and asks, “No,no I’m good.” You walk around his spacious apartment to find no helper or bulter of any sort, just you and the billionaire.

“Umm, do you need help?” You rise your voice.

“Nope.” He smiles, again he is really smiling!!! “All done.” Putting two plates of lobsters with salads and pasta, your eyes widen. “You cook all this by yourself?!”

“Pff, I can cook, I can drive, I do a lot of things myself like any regular citizens.” He stands behind you and pull a chair out, such gentleman like feels a bit out of place but you are more amazed than freaked, you never would have thought it’s possible to feel comfortable with Eisuke’s presence. “This place is huge!” He pours some white wine into your glass and offers a private tour later, “Oh my god!!!”

He chuckles at your reaction, “I’m that good, right?” Confident, sassy, funny and he can cook! This can’t be true, there is no way Eisuke Ichinomiya would fit your type. The night continues rather perfectly, the two of you talking about yourself, your interest, his hobby, the latest movie you like, his favorite book and who’d known that both of you like Bruno Mars.

After showing you around his place, you freshen up in the bathroom and you even wish you have picked a better outfit. When you step inside, you are surprised to hear Eisuke playing the piano and singing.

Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they’re not shiningHer hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying.

She’s so beautiful

And I tell her everyday.

You lean by the couch and quietly listen, feeling the rising warmth on your cheeks, it must be the wine. Eisuke smiles at you (again!) and motions you to sit beside him.

When I see your face

There’s not a thing that I would change’ Cause

you’re amazingJust the way you are

And when you smile

The whole world stops and stares for a while‘Cause girl,

you’re amazingJust the way you are

You bite your lips, gazing into his sides and trace down to his lips which seem so soft, so alluring, so kissable. Shaking your head lightly, you look up to meet his eyes, has he always had these captivating eyes?

You only realize the music has stopped when his hand touches yours, “I’ve had a lot of fun tonight.” He murmurs, “Yeah, me too. I…I think the readers will love this side of you.”

He shrugs, “Only if you like this side of me too.” Is this his trick? Does he say this to all women he brings home? Wait, who’s the real Eisuke Ichinomiya? There’s no respond to his question as any sign of yes indicate a loss to you, averting your gaze, you excuse yourself as it’s getting late. He insists on driving you home but you decline politely, you walk out the door and turn to say goodbye.

“Goodnight,” he says, leaning in for a quick peek on your still redden cheek, “I really like you, Kara.” That’s all he says before you stand dumbfounded and shocked with his door shut in front of your face.

Oh my god? What just happened!!??

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Two days later….

A small box is placed on your desk when you return from lunch, opening to find a wooden music box which loops the song he plays on your date with a card attach.

I really enjoyed our date, looking forward to our second one.

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My first Ziggy’s prompt is out, now should I start writing the epilogue for “Under the table” (Smut) or headcanon for “Dating the REAL Bidders”? Hmm ....

Too many ideas, too little time

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Lose To Win Chapter 27: Our Time Will Come

Title: Lose To Win Chapter 27 Fandom: Kiss By The Baddest Bidder & Her Love In The Force Rated: Drama, Thriller, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mystery? MPD’s OC: Mika HIJIKATA KBTBB’s OC: Mia SAKATA Characters: Goto, Kaga, Shuichi, Eisuke, Soryu, Mamoru, Baba, Ota

Summary: 1. Soryu, Mika & Kaga had threesome, (here) 2. Soryu got shot, Kaga left him to bleed (to death, sort of) 3. Soryu was operated by Dr. Edwards (suspicious Dr working for a mysterious boss) and Luke in Esiuke’s suite 4. Eisuke confronted his father after the auction and returned to his suite to find his woman (Mia) lying dead in bed 5. Only it’s all Mia’s PLAN for stopping Eisuke from getting involved in more troubles but she has missed out the great details to Luke- SHE’S PREGNANT! 6. Next game is here- Time to solve a murder

Tagging: adrienneloves so you’d know what happens to Soryu and Mika.  111archravenue , silver-red-rose , lxvescramble & hifftnwho’ve always been here for me :’( Thank you!  tsuki-tsundere who’s the reader character of Chiyo

Background: Mika went to the Tres Spades Hotel under Eisuke’s request. (Order) and led to seeing her ex- Hyogo Kaga. With Jin Namba’s persuasion, Eisuke agrees to work with Public Safety, going on an eight days cruise trip with Kaga, Goto and Mika. What kind of mystery and danger await? You have no idea!

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Chapter 1: The Reunion  Chapter 2: RSVP Chapter 3: Recharge Chapter 4: Welcome Back Chapter 5: Decision Of A Lifetime Chapter 6: Our Story Chapter 7: Stress Release Chapter 8: Play Thing Chapter 9: What The Three Words Mean Chapter 10: A Real Man Chapter 11: The CEO Chapter 12: Boarding Chapter 13: What Did You Wish For? Chapter 14: Don’t Tease Me Chapter 15: One Hell Of A Night Chapter 16: Feeling Lucky? Chapter 17: Left In The Past  Chapter 18: Poker Face Chapter 19: To Victory Chapter 20: Wish Comes True Chapter 21: Last Apology Chapter 22: Can You Handle It? Chapter 23: All The Help She’d Get    Chapter 24: Nice To See You Too Chapter 25:  Fear VS Regret  

Chapter 26: There isn’t time

Chapter 27: Our Time Will Come

Chiyoko's World The slow shaking of Chiyoko's head does nothing more than display how disgusted and totally "amazed" at how one could create such mess but the tingling jealousy which almost consumes her real intention of being here in the first place is rather alarming. "I don't care who or how many men or women you do it with," she pauses, clearing her throat before continuing her lies- of course, she cares when her subordinate is doing her boy toy! Not that Hikaru means anything but she simply doesn't like her toy playing with someone else. "At least keep it clean, the room reeks of..... sex!"

A mischievous grin appears on Star's face as she closes the door, "I don't think housekeeping would like what they find in my room." Chiyoko follows the blonde's gazes and lets out an annoyed sigh when she sees the guns and torturing tools lying all over the floor. "Plus I'll be keeping my eyes on the screens these days so I won't have time left for other business." It only makes Chiyoko's eyes roll further before focusing back on what they are really here for.

Behind every successful man, there is a woman. Chiyoko Yamasaki takes pride in being that, the perfect wife standing proudly next to the perfect husband- Akihiro Saji, the 4th generation of The Sajias corporation, one of the very few decent men among the rich and powerful. She could never forget how easy it is to approach him, his family's another story but she has had Akihiro in the palm of her hand. Quietly supporting him, doing whatever needs to be done. She doesn't mind the credits going to him, to the world, he's a model example of the man who could have it all. The truth is only known to few people and if you repeat enough times, the lies would eventually become the ultimate truth.

Akihiro's intrigued with her ideas of fun and games when she proposed him the itineraries of the cruise. With how well this trip is going, Chiyoko makes no attempt to hide the curl on her lips. She signs approvingly and stands in front of the multiple screens, playing the hem of her silky red dress which brings out her chocolate brown hair, and deep brown eyes. Once Star has finished setting up, Chiyoko takes one last look at the data pad that holds the guest list, there's only one that she's really after- Eisuke Ichinomiya.

Eisuke's World

Itch- that's the word that comes to his mind, something is off with the unshakable feeling all over his body. Perhaps he hasn't had his coffee yet, a proper decent one by Mia instead of whatever filth Baba has been making. Fingers impatiently tapping on his smartphone, the multi-billionaire is tempted to send another text to Luke who obviously never bothers with technology. "Which floor is that female doctor's office?" The twisted grin and voluntarily offer to visit only means Ota has some kind of sick bond with the doctor that Eisuke has absolutely no interest in knowing but the walk to her office does sound too much of a hassle, now he misses that pager- one easy flick and she will come running and panting, at his disposal with no questions asked. 

Waking up without her by his side is unusual since he normally wakes before her, and not knowing completely what's going on is eating him up a bit but then he has bigger problems on hands. Mia could wait and she will return, eventually, how long would those tests take anyway? 

"I want my woman back now, Luke and learn to use the phone!"

Once the text is sent, Eisuke sits and pounders, eyes on the metallic black invitation lying on the glass table. A party to die for- whoever is behind this seriously has got under the King's skin, much more than he intended to admit. This isn't what he signs up for though he has clearly underestimated how out of hand one cruise trip could get- he's been winning all his life until Mia is nearly lost again. His entire reason to even begin this ridiculous cooperation is to find his father, demanding the truth- the one thing Eisuke naively believes his father could at least do for him but who is he kidding?! The man left his children, he was no longer the loving father Eisuke once remembered. His stubbornness has almost cost Mia's life, for the second time.

Not in the mood to lose or continue with these sick jokes and games, Eisuke Ichinomiya cannot wait to crush them in their next "party", the only dead body shall be the mastermind behind this fiesta.

Moments later.... Mika’s World

"Oh, Cluedo is my favorite broad game." 

"No one asks, old man." The devil angelic face smirks but soon rolls his eyes when he spots the pout from Baba. "Snap out of it. You're far too old to play cute."

A team of six arrive is led to a double door, Baba swings open excitedly and a tall figure with a hand raised in the air comes to sight.

"Freeze!" 

You hear Mamoru calls instinctively while your eyes travel down to the floor with a lifeless body lying face down before any of you could take a step further, a loud siren rings and a mental cage rolls down from the high ceiling, trapping the man in captive who slowly turns around as he lowers the crowbar in hand, his expressionless face meets the rest of your shocked ones. "Boss?!"

"Welcome everyone." 

The computerized voice announcement sends more chill than excitement to each person in the large room- one that no one has the luxury to look around but time is all they have.

"Your mission tonight is to solve the murder of Mr. Shigeru Kikushima, CEO of Kikushima Group. Everything you need is in this room, let the game begin."

No explanation is given about Eisuke Ichinomiya's presence before the others but his "planned" imprisonment obviously implies proofing one CEO's innocence along with solving the mysterious "death" of another. 

A set of cold dark eyes peers into the screen and studies closely- Mitsunari Baba, Ota Kisaki, Mamoru Kishi, Hyogo Kaga, Seiji Goto, Mika Hijikata and of course, Eisuke Ichinomiya. How disappointingly naïve of him to believe that he could fool around with their fake credentials, though, for law enforcement, they are fairly good actors. Their history and intention bore the mastermind- Chiyoko Hanasaki is only interested in one person and one person only- Eisuke Ichinomiya. 

"It's okay," The woman grins, her fingers gently brushing the screen and follow the outline of his unreadable face, "our time will come soon, Eisuke. Very soon."

NOTES: Let my challenge begin- solving a murder, proving Eisuke’s innocence- wait perhaps I don’t want to prove it, he could rot right there XD

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Lose To Win Chapter 22: Can You Handle It?

Title: Lose To Win Chapter 22 Fandom: Kiss By The Baddest Bidder & Her Love In The Force Rated: Drama, Thriller, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mystery? MPD’s OC: Mika HIJIKATA KBTBB’s OC: Mia SAKATA Characters: Goto, Kaga, Shuichi, Eisuke, Soryu, Mamoru, Baba, Ota

Summary: Soryu, Mika & Kaga had threesome, (click here to read) then one headed back to Eisuke while the other followed his target.Unpleasant surprises keep coming their ways till blood is spilled. Soryu’s shot and Kaga left him to bleed (to death, sort of). Now Eisuke watches his friend being operated by a total stranger in the middle of the VIP suite, this trip is not going well for them? Are they losing before the game has even begun?

Tagging: adrienneloves so you’d know what happens to Soryu and Mika. silver-red-rose & hifftn who’ve always been here for me :’( Thank you! I know this series is taking forever and if you’ve missed my feeds or simply want to know what happens next, let me know and I’ll tag you. Background: Mika went to the Tres Spades Hotel under Eisuke’s request. (Order) and led to seeing her ex- Hyogo Kaga. With Jin Namba’s persuasion, Eisuke agrees to work with Public Safety, going on an eight days cruise trip with Kaga, Goto and Mika. What kind of mystery and danger await? You have no idea!

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ Chapter 1: The Reunion Chapter 2: RSVP Chapter 3: Recharge Chapter 4: Welcome Back Chapter 5: Decision Of A Lifetime Chapter 6: Our Story Chapter 7: Stress Release Chapter 8: Play Thing Chapter 9: What The Three Words Mean Chapter 10: A Real Man Chapter 11: The CEO Chapter 12: Boarding Chapter 13: What Did You Wish For? Chapter 14: Don’t Tease Me Chapter 15: One Hell Of A Night Chapter 16: Feeling Lucky? Chapter 17: Left In The Past Chapter 18: Poker Face Chapter 19: To Victory Chapter 20: Wish Comes True Chapter 21: Last Apology

Chapter 22:  Can You Handle It?

“He’s alive, isn’t he?” Kaga’s appearance isn’t exactly welcome at this moment but his comment just makes it worse.

“You piece of shit!!! You left him there to die!”

All you could see is red, the blood of Soryu Oh and the rage boiling inside. You are beyond furious, shaking with fury, betrayal, and disbelief. Like being smashed by a fifty-foot high wave, unprepared. You couldn’t have seen it coming, Kaga is reckless, sure but he’s not that ruthless. Not when it comes to human lives.

“So he’s alive then.”

“Oh my god, are you even hearing yourself?”

“No, are you hearing yourself? I WAS DOING MY GOD DAMN JOB!”

“Is that what you tell yourself when you leave him there to bleed to death!?”

“Fuck sake! He was fine when I left! And he’s still breathing, isn’t he?”

You raise your hand and slap Hyogo Kaga across the face as hard as you could. A large red hand-print is now evident on his cheek, the two of you stare at each other. No one else in the room at all bothers to say another word, let out a snort or even hint what they have been thinking once Soryu has finished the surgery. Luke had returned to the suite in time and joined Mariana so Eisuke was relieved that his best friend wasn’t going to die in the middle of high sea. The blood transfusion had weakened you slightly but not nearly enough to get over your disappointment.

“What is wrong with you?”

“What is wrong with you! You’ve gone soft! If his life could save the rest of the people on this ship, I would personally end it without a blink of an eye!”

Your hand raises again, Kaga grabs and twists it a little, his voice booms through the spacious suite. 

“It’s not my problem that you two fucked or the air head is in love with you. Don’t blame this on me! I’m a public safety officer, who the hell are you!?”

Kaga’s POV

Today is one of those shitty days I particularly hate, total bust at work, man down and the ex-fiancée who I’ve recently reconciled with now wishes me dead. To top it off, I see a man waiting outside my room with an angry expression on his face.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

It’s a relief that Mr. Hijikata couldn’t raise his voice, I honestly don’t think I’d take another meltdown without punching someone in the face.

“Your action could have killed my client’s child!” I am about to swipe my key card and continue this unwanted conversation inside but the door swings open and Soryu’s puppy glares at us.

“Get lost! You are not welcome here!” Throwing my bags out the door, the young mobster quickly shuts it to our faces.

Eiji san looks sympathetic for a second before his stern expressions returns. “I’ve warned you how dangerous they are, stop jeopardizing cases and people lives. Kaga, you are not a hero. Stay away from my client.” As if things couldn’t get any worse, I pull out a pack of cigarette to only find it empty. “Oh fucking great!” “Here.” I turn to see the lazy detective offering me the one thing I crave most, “I take it that you have no place to stay? If you ain’t gonna complain about sleeping on the couch then this way.”

Kishi hasn’t said much once I’m in his suite, not that I’m in any mood to talk. “Well, keep this pack and help yourself with the mini bar. I’m gonna head back, I’d lay low if I were ya, kid. You ain’t exactly popular right now and I seriously don’t wanna deal with an actual dead body just yet.”

With a firm pat on my shoulder, he lets out a loud yawn and leaves. The headache of Namba nagging is not comparable to my rage that’s on the edge of erupting. Whoever is responsible has a hell lot to pay and they’ll be sorry for ever crossing me.

The room is filled with dead silence after Kaga has stormed out of the suite and you choose to cool down by the balcony before calling Jin.

Goto has already filled him in but you’re not happy with how the mission has gone, truth be told, no one is. 

“Keeping him out of trouble was one of your missions.” Jin says bluntly, “If we get caught up in the rights and wrongs, we lose track of the real issue.”

“The real issue is he investigates alone without sharing important information and almost causes a team member’s life!” You try to hold onto your temper, this isn’t Jin or anyone’s fault but Kaga’s.

However, Jin’s gentle reminder backfires. “We are public safety, it’s not up to us to question morality.“ 

"I am in the MPD!”

Silence.

Is he frowning? Scratching his chin likes he always does while searching for answers? “You were one of our best Mika, one of us. I remember who you were and what you’re capable of but do you? Or running away for the past few years have completely changed you?”

“You’re fighting desperately not to realize that I’m right, you don’t want to see it. This isn’t about Kaga or who the shooter is, you have made things personal.” He goes on quickly, “I wouldn’t put you on the mission if I don’t think you’d handle it.”

”You are upset, I get that and if you can’t do it, fine, withdraw from the case now or else do your job. So can you handle it or not, Mika?“

Damn him, Jin is right. You don’t want to think, the thought of losing Soryu Oh for good has terrified you. Working in homicide isn’t pretty but you don’t go to work every day worrying if any of your partners are going to make it or convince yourself that it’s alright because that’s what they sign up for. As much as you love preventing crime, it takes tremendous sacrifice to be a Public Safety Officer. Facing dead bodies and catching murderers by day with occasional one night stands by night leads a much easier life.

But Jin’s right, he often is. You’ve been running away for years and yet fate has put you back on spot, facing your fear, pushing your limits and perhaps this really is your true calling whether you like it or not.

Eisuke’s World

Meanwhile back in Eisuke’s suite, the next phase of the party is about to begin. Mia sees a black envelope in Eisuke’s hand and peeks from his side. 

{ If choosing to accept this invitation by signing below you agree to the trade of your most precious belongings for a confirmed seat at our next exclusive event- THE AUCTION. This debt will be collected at our convenience. }

An icy hot shudder runs down Mia’s spine and she’d feel the blood draining from her pale face, her breath stops short with her heart stutters a wild, frantic convulsion in her chest. 

Just how far is this going and when will it stop? She couldn’t stomach another surgery on the cruise or see anymore dying body, especially when one could be Eisuke so easily. 

She wouldn’t be able to live without him, he is her whole world so there’s only one thing left to do. She is going to stop him from going to the auction, putting an end to this nonsense before the mission costs her the love of her life.

NOTES: Is it time for Eisuke to lose? We shall see, got smut coming so I personally look forward to that ;)

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Insecure (Request: Headcanon Idea / Scenario)

love2dboys asked: Hi. This is the first time I send a request and I really love your writing. Could you continue writing Love can’t conquer it all?Like the Bidders feel broken and reget after MC run away then they decide to find MC and finally getting back together. Please and thank you

ME:  It’s hard to say no when this is your first request. The truth is I suck at fluff and I personally love that angst ending…. However I can write another new headcanon with a much happier plot… Would that be good?

love2dboys said: Thanks for accepting my request. I really looking forward to that new headcanon.

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Fandom: Kiss by The Baddest Bidders Category: Scenario / Idea Character: Ota, Soryu, Baba, Mamoru Notes: It took forever, hope this is okay. Not sure if I’ve got Ota right cux I am not familiar with him but out of all bidders, he strikes me as the one who’d go out of his way to make her feel safe.

If you enjoy and like my stories, feel free to comment, like and reblog although if you’re feeling generous, buy me a coffee would be awesome too! 

Prologue

After three years of being together, the insecurity with the love of your life only grow stronger by days.

Ota

It isn't Ota who you do not trust, it's the beautiful women around him that bother you. The fear of them seducing him in all sort of erotic ways that you know he would like but always too scared or shy to try and that same old pathetic self doubt of not being good enough when compare to them. You hate those feelings which you have no control of. Avoiding Ota doesn't help as he'd only tease or force it out of you in ways you are in no mood to be in.

One day you come home to see a wrapped present on the bed, expecting it to be some sort of kinky outfits that Ota wants you to wear but what's inside only makes your stomach twist further in an unpleasant way- A fucking collar! Really? Does he think a pink leather collar provide some sort of security? Train of questions is being screamed inside your head as you see Ota gets down on his knee with a grin on his face. "Ota, this is not funny!"

Without a word, the blonde takes something out from his pocket and you soon feel the cold silver touching your bare skin to see an ankle bracelet with a heart locket on it. Ota stands up and pulls a matching necklace out, "This is my key to your heart and I'll always be with you till the very last."

Baba

It doesn't help knowing Baba's old flirting habit has no particular purpose than the way he talks and his own amusement but it still stings to witness it- on dinner date, out at a movie, together at some poolside party. He would bump into someone he knows in almost any occasion and he would "politely" flirt a little.

At first you ignore it with the help of alcohol but there's only so much you'd drank without turning into a drunk. Baba does notices your change of behavior and in order to gain your trust, he gives you all his passwords and schedule so you know where he is at all times.

As for flirting, he'd learn to only do it to you. It has a long way to go but he plans to spend the rest of his lives to make it right.

Soryu

With his line of work, it's a miracle how you manage to sleep every night and wake up to him smiling like nothing ever get to you because being brave is one of the many qualities a woman of a mobster should have. After three years with Soryu Oh, you should be an expert of poker face by now but you still jump at each ring when you're home alone, scare to hear any bad news through the receiver.

Inui must have told Soryu how worried you actually are because he's been texting more even though he often complains his fingers are too big for the tiny buttons. And the man of zero tech savvy learns to video call you on a daily basis, erasing the flurry of insecurities that's been bothering you for so long. He may be a mob boss and there will never be 100% guarantee of safety at what he does but he, Soryu Oh would do anything to keep you safe.

Mamoru

Mamoru is acting weird lately, telling you to eat more and going out without make up while knowing damn well that you are on diet and never ever go out without a bit of concealer and lipgloss.

You two almost got into a fight as you're rushing out the door to a high school reunion while Mamo made three ridiculous attempts to sabotage your outfits. Returning home late without telling him is your way of getting back at him but seeing his exhausted form lying on the couch so peacefully, you couldn't find the heart to be mad at your silly old man.

Just as you lean in for a light kiss, Mamoru pins you to the floor and finally reveals what's been bothering him. "Ya are so damn cute with your hair and make up done if you look any fitter and prettier, some young old flames of ya reunion may steal you away." The scent of mixed tobacco and beer tickle your nose but you pull him closer anyway, sealing his lips to ensure no one else could ever love and satisfy you the way Mamoru Kishi does, no one but him.

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Lose To Win Chapter 10: A Real Man (Mia/Takao/Eisuke)

Title: Lose To Win Chapter 10 Fandom: Kiss By The Baddest Bidder & Her Love In The Force Rated: Drama, Thriller, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mystery? MPD’s MC: Mika HIJIKATA KBTBB’s MC: Mia SAKATA Characters: Takao Maruyama (MFW), Eisuke Summary: Mia’s world and Eisuke using her to get close to Takao. If you are not sure what’s going on, read this chp first. Also, this chp mentions about Eisuke’s biological father, you’d read more here: Chp 2 & 3 Background: Another 6 months later, she was back at the Tres Spades Hotel under Eisuke’s request. (Order)

Notes: About time to get to know Mia, the twin who is so crazily in love with Eisuke Ichinomiya.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ Chapter 1: The Reunion Chapter 2: RSVP Chapter 3: Recharge Chapter 4: Welcome Back Chapter 5: Decision Of A Lifetime Chapter 6: Our Story Chapter 7: Stress Release Chapter 8: Play Thing Chapter 9: What The Three Words Mean

Chapter 10: A Real Man

Mia’s World

Mia Sakata loves her job, not that it’s her dream to grow up and becomes a housekeeper but she has always loved cleaning, the process is calming and soothing. Whenever she’s stuck, cleaning helps her think. Too much pressure at school? Don’t know which boy to choose? Cleaning, it has always been her solution. Whether it’s humming along as she rubs the tub or performing a little dance while she wipes the window, she enjoys putting every little things back to their rightful orders.

Something the bidders could never do.

No, their work is filled of lies, deception and theft while her work is damn straight honest. Could anyone see Baba or Ota working at housekeeping? The grand theft would be far too occupied trying to win the heart of his female colleague while Ota, oh Ota Kisaki would scream at the used room, yelling how in the world can someone be so filthy and flee the scene. It does not take a genius to figure out that CLEANING it’s just one thing that Mamoru Kishi isn’t capable of doing. As for Soryu, Mia remembers how tidy his room often remains. Everything is barely touched, he seriously just uses the place when he needs a bed to crash. At some point, Mia’s upset that maybe Soryu doesn’t trust her enough to let her clean his room, it’d be an entire different story at his own apartment but she’ll never know. Eisuke? There’s no picturing the CEO doing bed making or replacing amenities, the man doesn’t even know the brand of his own shampoo.

After a fulfilling long day at work, Mia sets foot on their suite to hear Eisuke in the shower and judging by the elegant red dress lying on their bed, there’s some sort of dinner or party that he requires her presence. Too bad as she’s so looking forward to a hot bubble bath, that’s definitely off her to do list now. Usually seeing a half naked Eisuke is enough to make her blush but his harsh tone has turned her off soon enough. “You have twenty minutes.”

Picking up the dress, Mia places it in front of the mirror to check just how revealing this one is. Eisuke loves showing her off no matter how many times she has protested.

“Stop spacing out unless you think twenty minutes is too much.”

Glaring at his smirk from the reflection, Mia quickly tries the dress on then sits in front of the dressing table. He would have stripped and teased her for fifteen minutes till she begs him to let her go, he has always enjoyed “torturing” her. Till one time she couldn’t take it anymore and snaps at him, telling him to respect her. For once, Eisuke listens. She’s too tired to be teased, she needs time to prepare herself, mentally prepared.

Eisuke never tells her anything in advance, frankly no one does, not even the other auction managers. She’s always the last to know, Ota’s surprise birthday party or faking Eisuke’s death. She’s always last to know because she is a terrible liar. Mia never has that kind of talent, Mika does. Especially when they are in troubles, Mika could lie so naturally that no one ever suspects a thing. Whenever dad took them to McDonald’s even mum specifically told him not to or when dad asked if mum ever talked about him during sleepover, Mika would always answer what dad wanted to hear.

No, Mia doesn’t have that kind of talent, thankfully. Precisely also why Eisuke likes taking her to parties that she hates because she’s different compares to the rest. She wonders what it is this time that he needs her to accomplish, sometimes she reaches his goal without realizing and he refuses to fill her the details. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”

She’ll leave it at that, he’s right. She doesn’t want to know half the stuff he and the bidders have done, she has seen enough to know for sure that they are all going to hell. But this time she wonders if it has any relation to his father, Eisuke says he has his reason to be on the cruise. Since he has found his sister, there’s only one thing left that he wants more than anything- to uncover the truth about his father. She has seen the name Kazumi Tanaka in Eisuke’s search history. A sculptor? His father is an artist? Mr. Namba mentions that he’ll be on the cruise, would he be attending tonight’s dinner too? Or is the target someone close to him? She wishes herself to be less easy to read so Eisuke could trust and inform her all the details, then she’d be a much better help than a burden.

Twenty minutes sharp, they leave the penthouse for a dinner party at another hotel. The banquet hall glitters with twinkling chandeliers, music playing beneath the noise of conversation and clinking glasses. Eisuke soon becomes the center of attention, charming the crowds with his smiling face, ever pleasant, ever perfect bachelor.

But his mind is somewhere else entirely.

Eyes following Mia after he’s left her alone, knowing how uncomfortable she acts around strangers, he “releases” her once he has introduced her and social with the boring but useful crowds.

At least Mia doesn’t need to stand beside Eisuke and pretends to take interest in those conversations which she never understands or gossiping non sense with the trophy wives. With a glass of champagne in hand to still her nerves, Mia sips and walks around to admire the banquet hall, trying all kind of food that she couldn’t find at Tres Spades Hotel.

Without paying too much attention, she stumbles a bit and hits someone. She looks up to see a man holding his glass firmly with his large hand while the other is supporting her waist, it makes him look manly.

“Are you alright?”

The familiar looking man hasn’t seemed to notice his hand on her waist is making her blush or how cliche this whole situation is. She almost forgets to react until the man puts down his drink and hands her his handkerchief. Wiping the spilled champagne on her dress, Mia thanks him and pulls away slightly. Small chat!! Mia wraps her brain to start a conversation but the gentleman’s snatched away by other group of guests before she’d say another word.

Eisuke returns to her side, whispering his order to her ear while others only see the thought he’s taking care of his date. “You totally wasted an opportunity.” He secretly shoots her an annoyed glare before instructing her to do “better”. There’s a split second when she thinks that he should have got Mika to do the job, she’d definitely get it done. Men adore her with a blink of an eye, it’s effortless. Yet another talent Mia never acquires, not that she wishes to have her twin’s quality since Mia can’t deal with more than one guy at the same time. But she soon overcomes it, telling herself this is Eisuke showing his trust, his way of believing in her.

“Don’t screw up this time.” Eisuke says then walks off to a group of young socialites, giggle and laughter soon breaks out from them with their hands all over him. Mia isn’t entirely sure why he’s doing it but he is pretending on purpose. Given how much he hates socializing with people who have no use to him, this has to be a reason behind it but Mia’s heart still aches at the sight.

“A real man can’t stand seeing his woman hurt.”

The “reason” is standing beside Mia now, stealing a glance at Eisuke, she sees a smirk on his face before he wraps his arms around the ladies’ shoulders and carries on the conversation somewhere else.

“He’s just being nice.” She mutters without looking at the man, lying isn’t her strong suit. Thanks to Eisuke The Great, it leads to a proper sit-down at the balcony under a stary night.

“Takao Maruyama.” He introduces himself and gives her his card. Instead of blurring out the truth of knowing fully who he is, Mia jokingly says that she wishes she has one in return but unfortunately a hotel maid doesn’t have business cards.

“Why are you with a man who make you sad?” The target of the night asks, “A real man is careful with his decision and action so he never has to be responsible for his woman’s pain.”

Mia looks at him blankly, he seems to be talking about himself. “My story is a sad and boring one.”

“You don’t seem to be the type who would cause pain to a woman you love.” She replies with the truth. If Mia has to state her own talent then it would be her ability in sensing one’s genuity, she’s the rare one who sees the true Eisuke Inchinomiya after all. Mr. Maruyama is a nice man which doesn’t make her any less guilty by luring the man to open up.

“I was the one who asked her to pretend to be my wife.” Takao gazes upon the sky and slowly begins his story while Eisuke has his eyes on Mia on his way out of the now meaningless party.

Notes: Is this a little too long? Eisuke’s smut next ;)

Chapter 11: The CEO (Eisuke’s Smut)

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Switching Places Chapter 16: Might As Well Be Dead?

Title: Switching Places Chapter 16 Fandom: Kiss By The Baddest Bidder & Metro PD: Close To You Rated: Drama, Thriller, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mystery? MPD’s MC: Mika HIJIKATA KBTBB’s MC: Mia SAKATA (reference) Characters: Eisuke, Soryu, Mamoru, Baba, Ota Summary: Mika’s rescued but with King Asshole waiting, she might as well be dead?

Background: If you don’t know what this series is about, here’s a quick summary and reference links. MC Mika is the twin sister of Mia- original MC from KBTBB who’s now unconscious in hospital after an attack, Mika who works in MPD goes undercover and soon discovers about the black market auction plus a series of “troubles”- Eisuke forces himself on her / Walk into Soryu masturbation / Fun time with the boss Kirisawa / One night stand with creepy doc / Sleeping with lazy Mamo & Eisuke’s fantasy  / Or going on a date with Eisuke? / Drinking game with the bidders Notes: One of the most important scene of this series

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ Prologue Chapter 1: Part 1 Waking Up Chapter 1: Part 2 Welcome Home Chapter 1: Part 3A Hell Hole (Option 1 SMUT) Chapter 1- Part 3 (option 2 ROMANCE) Chapter 2: Hello Stranger Chapter 3: Part 1A Someone Chapter 3: Part 1B What Am I? (Soryu’s ROMANCE) Chapter 4: Heated Night (Soryu’s SMUT) Chapter 5: Part 1 Bad Timing (Kirisawa’s SMUT) Chapter 5: Part 2 Show time (Luke’s SMUT) Chapter 5: Part 3 Bed time, kid (Mamo;s SMUT) Chapter 6: Part 1 Morning After Chapter 6: Part 2 Be Mine, Again (Eisuke’s SMUT) Chapter 7: Nothing Else Chapter 8: The One & Only (Soryu’s SMUT) Chapter 9: Part 1 Behind the Mask Chapter 9: Part 2 Date Night Chapter 10: Let The Game Begins Chapter 11: Make It Right Chapter 12: Will You Help Me Mamoru? Chapter 13: GONE Chapter 14: The More The Merrier Chapter 15: I’m not in love with Eisuke

Chapter 16: Might As Well Be Dead? 4th week Tuesday Night

"Her phone is on!!!! I've got the signal!!" Baba suddenly yells, Eisuke turns to him coldly, "I'm tracking, just few more minutes." He says, sounding as normal as possible. Shit, Mamoru needs to get to you before the others, to warn you and maybe even sends you away for good. Damn, he can't even begin to imagine what Eisuke will do to you if you return. "Found her." Baba announces, everyone turns to look at the boss. "Kishi, go." Eisuke finally speaks for the first time, "I need you two to find the people behind this." He then turns to Ota and Baba before heading upstairs, the sound of shuddering glasses comes behind his close door. The clock in Mamoru's car shows 20:05, you're gone for at least 24 hours. As a police, this is definitely good news. As a man, he is mixed with all kind of emotions. Guilty- he should have known better when you never return his calls; Concern- are you hurt? What else have they done to you? Anger- just because he's slept with you numerous times, doesn't make it less irritating when he watches you ride on top of the mobster; Jealous- a part of him wishes he's the one in the room with you; Worried- Eisuke looks fuckin pissed! What will he do to you? Haven't you suffered enough with him? Millions of thoughts rush through Mamoru's head as he follows Baba's instructions, meanwhile the dispatcher announces the same location Mamoru is heading to, the police is on their ways too. Damnit!!! He drives as fast as he can, switching his sirens on. He's the first arrives on scene, no one would ever guess this ordinary home is a crime scene. The place is pitch black, Mamoru carefully turns each knob as quiet as possible with gun in his hand, he needs to find you quickly before the others arrive. Suddenly he hears a door crack opens, hiding into a corner Mamoru sees a scar face woman in red heels walks out. "Hey! Why aren't you picking up? My ride is supposed to be here half an hour ago." She carries on and heads upstairs.

Mamoru sneaks in the room to see you straddling half naked in Soryu's embrace, he'd have enjoyed the sight in a total different circumstances. The sound of him clearing his throat wakes Soryu, "Aren't ya two love birds cozy?" 

"Mamoru?!" You wake in surprise, is this another dream or has the drug wear off? His eyes dart around awkwardly as he pushes his hair out of his face. "I sure as hell dunno where to look anymore but ya two are in serious trouble."

Mamoru lets out a big sigh and hands you some tissues, "I ain't cleanin' his mess kid." This can't get any weirder, Mamoru hands you your bra from the floor. "Where are you looking at?" Soryu asks sternly, "Oh shuddaup! Ya fuckin idiot! This is the last thing ya should be worrying, the whole thing was live for us to watch."

You let out a gasp while both of you turn to face Mamoru, "Ya, he fuckin sees it, he sees it all, ya two are fucked!" Getting off Soryu, Mamoru puts his jacket on you. That's when he sees the track of bruises on your arms and legs, feeling the rage boils up inside him. He's a bloody cop and he fails to protect you! Those fuckin' psychos!

You hear police car sirens in the distance, "They're here. Dun tell them anything more than ya need to. Definitely not da ..." Pointing his finger at you two and finds himself at loss of words then the rest of the force arrive and start searching the entire place .

"Kishi, you're here?" The moment you hear Kirisawa's voice, your heart leap. Like you're caught cheating in bed with another man, only worse, you're kind of caught with two. His eyes lays on you with brows frown at you and the shirtless mobster. "We've got her!!!" Tennoji's voice yells from upstairs and Kirisawa whispers to Mamoru before he joins the young detective. 

"Mam, we will have a female officer to drive ya to da station." You simply nod, Mamoru whispers and hands you something tiny. "Here's the guest list, kid." He then leaves as Hanai approaches Soryu and kneels down to work on the cuffs on his ankles. Sending you a doubtful look [ what the hell happened? ] 

Arriving the station makes you feel like home, the smell of cheap coffee and the disgusting combination of weed, puke and wee. Oh but it feels like home, a place where you feel safe and where you truly belong. You wait in one of the interview rooms until Kirisawa comes in and switches off all the cameras. You are still searching for the perfect explanation to your lieutenant about being half naked in a room with the leading man from Ice Dragon. The moment he steps close enough, he pulls you into his arms. "Thank god, you're alive!!" Tears automatically begin to roll down your cheeks, this is the very first time where you actually have a moment to process the fact that you're so close to death.

Sure, they don't seem to have any intention to kill you but it's as easy as nailing an ant. You're powerless, manipulated and disposable. Squeezing you tighter, feeling Kirisawa's hands on your waist, not wanting to let go. Is he disappointed? Have you failed him? "We need to pull you out immediately."

"What? NOOO!!" You snap, "No!! We've got the kidnappers, the people behind..."

"Wait, what do you mean kidnappers? There was only one person, Emiko Tanaka."

"What? No, one's with scar face and the other one, she only speaks through the speaker, I've never seen her."

"All the more reason you should stop, now." Kirisawa stops you and opens a case file on the table. "She admits everything from plotting to attacking Mia, drugging you and Soryu Oh, everything in black and white. She has signed the confession."

"She can't pull it off by herself! I heard their stories, they're victims of Eisuke. He's the one who's really responsible- Eisuke Ichinomiya! He's the reason why they attacked Mia!" "Mika..."

"The auction is this Friday! I have the guest list!! You've cracked the thumb drive, haven't you? Sir, we can't give up now, we are this close, this close!!"

"Mika.."

"This is for Mia, for justice, for me!!" Kirisawa wipes away your last tear and leads you out the door, "Follow me" is all he says. Stopping in front of a guest room, he pauses and looks at you.

"Mika.."

"Sir, please! Mi..... She's still lying in the hospital, all alone. It's..." You deliberately lower your voice, knowing to be discreet once you're out in the corridor. "I can't let Eisuke gets away with it and the auctions, he .... he needs to be put away."

Kirisawa's eyes fix on you with empathy and concerns, like you've lost your mind. But of course you haven't! Eisuke is a criminal, he's the reason of it all. "Is it really what you want?" He asks calmly, "Of course, we put away criminals but he's the only one you're accusing, what about the other four?"

His words ring in your head as you quiet down and stare into space. You've been so determined to get Eisuke, have your determination turn into obsessions? The other four are just collateral damage, aren't they? Why do you hate Eisuke so much? You must have known they will all get convicted once there's enough evidence but it never once crosses your mind. They all deserve it, don't they? Even Soryu and Mamoru?

"Just think it through, we can still put them away but is it necessary for you to return there?" He says lastly and opens the door, your eyes become blurry the moment you see the familiar figure with long black hair pacing back and forth nervously, your lips part and call out the person you miss most, "Mia!"

Chapter 17

Writer’s Notes It’s getting there, the end is not far, I promise....