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strawberry-metal · 1 month ago

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The majority of these songs contain dark themes and subjects, they are not appropriate for children, or anyone sensitive to these themes. Viewer discretion is advised! I have also looked into every song to make sure every single one allows reprinting. Unless I did a major goof, everything on the list was allowed! Quick disclaimer: I have made no money off this video, and I don't make money off of any of my videos for that matter, so if youtube decides to show you an ad, that's not going to me.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! Here's the Vocaloid playlist I promised! Content warnings in the description, along with timestamps, font credit, credits to the producers(which is also in the vid itself), and credit to every single Project Diva mod used! I'll also list everything here under a read more! I hope you all enjoy, you have an hour worth of 15 spoopy Vocaloid songs, with guest appearances from Zatsune Miku, Juon Kiku, Kasane Ted and Kasane Teto~

I have also changed the screenshot each time a new song starts, to show which vocal synth is currently singing!

Youtube description with content warnings and everything else copy and pasted below the read more!

Font I used is Friday 13th by Norfok.

Content warning:

Majority of these songs will have some form of violence or death in them. So assume murder in most.

Jealous Princess I turned the volume down on, because it'd blow out your ears otherwise due to needing the track to be implemented twice to have Kiku's "cursed" voice.

Trick and Treat - Drug references and kidnapping

Mrs. Pumpkin's Comical Dream - kidnapping

Musunde Hiraite Rasetsu to Mukuro - Hachi has stated the song is about childhood bullying, not prostitution, which is the common misconception of the song. The lyrics and theme is obviously still dark though!

Jealous Princess - Yandere, also loud volume warning.

Twilight Homicide Song - Yandere

Disease Princess - Sexual themes, self mutilation, suicide

Pandemic - Murder(like most the songs on here) and suicide

Wonder Girl and the Labyrinth Gate - Murder-Suicide and Cannibalism

Rotten Rotten ~Zombie~ - I suppose this is yandere?

Half Blood Maneater - I really don't think this needs a warning but I'll put one just in case. Possible cannibalism if you consider half human like a vampire or something to still be cannibalism.

Song credits and timestamps:

Black Cats of Halloween by Mayuko ft Kagamine Rin & Len 00:10 - 03:24

Trick and Treat by OSTER project, cover by Azuralunar ft Kasane Teto & Ted 03:25 - 07:03

Ashes to Ashes by Tennen and niboshi ft Kaito 07:04 - 11:01

Mrs. Pumpkin's Comical Dream by Hachi, Zatsune ""cover"" by me, ft Zatsune Miku 11:02 - 15:13

Close and Open, Demons and the Dead by Hachi ft Hatsune Miku 15:14 - 19:28

Jealous Princess by u-z, Kiku ""cover"" by me, ft Juon Kiku 19:29 - 23:40

Twilight Homicide Song by Kiraboshi Hikaru and Michirugahaku ft Meiko 23:41 - 27:29

Disease Princess by Masa ft Sachiko 27:30 - 31:44

In the Depth of Darkness by Shado ft Hatsune Miku & Meiko 31:45 - 35:30

Pandemic by YuugouP ft Megpoid Gumi 35:31 - 39:36

Wondergirl and the Labyrinth Gate by Joruzin ft Kagamine Rin & Len, & Hatsune Miku 39:37 - 43:06

Rotten Rotten ~Zombie~ by Nem and Otonagai-P ft Megpoid Gumi and CUL 43:07 - 46:23

I = Nightmare by Ho-ong-i ft SeeU 46:24 - 48:37

Half Blood Maneater by Kiesca/Yandere-p ft Megurine Luka 48:38 - 52:57

Happy Halloween by Junky ft Kagamine Rin 52:58 - 57:05

Project Diva mods credits:

Face tex edits, and self module: me

Eyelashes: emsterchu

Watermark Remover: M&M

Arv's lip sync, Juon Kiku, Acme Iku(outfit was used on Gumi), Teto, CUL: Arvo

Eye tex and Luka and Miku characters lashes: Disneyloid

Project Diva X song pack: CoolChar, Skyth, samyuu, korenkonder, Keikei14, Yukikami, jaykthx, Fresk/empa_nadas, jorj, jhonny

F2nd Song Pack: korenkonder, LimitedLime7, Keikei14, Jay, Fran, skyth, samyuu and Coolchar

Eden Module pack: Widuchan, MizMiz!, Silpher, JohnJan, Disneyloid, Stewie1.0, Sangabc, testsnake, lavverso, Palmtree_Freak, Anonymous Eden Fan

Eden Edit PV Pack: Hisokeee, Palmtree_Freak, Stewie1.0, sachbo, testsnake, Sangabc, The Zacc, Jay6_9, Cube, Fireyy, Deathblood, Bevellon, spaghetti2222, Bryntae, Blue Star, KageAruki, EgguTastesGood, Seb, Kyle, Fran, N1tr0t0m, Boku Boku, Razero6, Starbeat, Blizzin, JadefenMidori, Inky, Kominsach, TenTen, Utamote, Hatsune Elise, Volk, 晴希, ZoetjeTippie, Miyuto, Fable, himesaka, Tanjiro Taidana, FREDsooM, suzie, Ryusouta, Ciol, Adam Edmond, Meta X, ToriTeru, Lovrboy, Lucifer, Sykth, Samyuu, Flatz, Thatrandomlurker, nastys

XHD module pack: Azuki3, R.L., DavidMax, Nono_Minnyel, Stewie1.0, Silpher, Enomoto

Synchronize Skin Color: Azuki3 and R.L.

Zatsune Miku: V--R, Icy Wings, Platonic_Diva

Megpoid Gumi module pack: lavverso, Matymatiasmaty, ThisIsHH, FlyingSpirits, MusicRevU, Harryshibainu, Nanase7247, YoshiwaraMekaio, Kaykay, royer27, yendeena, doatz, nemmie, Wiggletums, Holiday, AWaffleBird, SourGummyes, kola*, GenoX, ElChicoEevee, Mimi-YA (Supurreme), NadaPD, ch6rlezAylen.h.m, CoolChar, korenkoder, samyuu, Skyth

Extra Sakine Meiko mods(outfit used on Gumi) : SourGummyes, Zero_V4x, Epic Games

SeeU and Sachiko: sho_thatsit

Mayu (outfit used on Zatsune) : earthwyrm

Kinzokunaga Neru(Used outfit on Cul) and Hagane Luka: Xamemey

Rin and Len cat MikuPa: Platonic_Diva

Kasane Ted: emsterchu, wolfloid, Eucalyptus, ch6rlez

sunz's Old Song Lighting Edits: sol_pregnantguy

Disable hand scaling: DeathChaos

Miku symphony module pack: Alamichu

Remove large hair spike: mxi9302

Anything else was edits done in gimp or game's stickers.

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tala-bez-i · 4 months ago

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At first sight Chapter Twenty-Nine

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

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

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

Words: 5040

This chapter may not be pleasant to read for some people.

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“I know it's too early, Hanma. Listen, did that bitch had said anything about their boss?” Sanzu paced around the living room, his voice growing irritated.

“We already established that Kuroda and the rest were just admins, so stop talking nonsense.”

The question was swirling in your mind about what Yuji had done to you that your subconscious had decided to erase his existence from your memory as much as possible. In fact, you didn't remember many events related to his character, and yet he spent almost all his time at home.

He was older than you by how much? About 12-13 years? Yeah. Mai was seven years younger than him, and when she was home, he was never far from her side. He helped her with her studies, with her school projects...

“She must know something!” Sanzu shouted, stopping in his tracks, and as you sipped the alcohol from the glass, you saw the hand he had clenched into a fist starting to shake. “Maybe it would be easier if I talked to her myself? Oh, you know I would get everything I want to know out of that bitch.”

He was never far from her side... You were just a little shit who didn't understand many things back then, but now...

“Yuji was obsessed with her.” You mumbled and drank the contents of the glass in one gulp. “He was fucking obsessed with her.”

The pink-haired man continued talking, or rather arguing, with Hanma on the phone, completely ignoring your words. Maybe he didn't even hear them, so without anyone stopping you, you took the bottle of alcohol you had just started and started drinking straight from the bottle.

You remembered your father's words, which you once overheard while walking past your parents' bedroom.

“It's not healthy, Sachiko. He does something he shouldn't. We are Family."

"I know babe. Mai is afraid of him.”

“He treats Tomoko like a sister…”

“Which it is by virtue of actual kinship. Yuji just got lost..."

“Don't defend him. He's my son, my firstborn, but I can't bear to look at him. I can't accept what he's doing, and neither can you."

“Kenzou…”

“He's 25 years old, damn it, he's not a kid!”

You didn't hear the rest of the conversation because your father closed the door, not knowing that you were standing right next to them. You remembered taking steps towards your eldest sister's room, but on the way, Tomoko grabbed you, placing a finger to her lips to keep you quiet.

You knew what that meant. Yuji was at home, in his room, and if he heard you around Mai, you would be in serious trouble.

You felt the alcohol starting to burn your throat, but you didn't mind. The feeling was strangely soothing and as soon as you noticed that there wasn't much alcohol left at the bottom and Sanzu left for the bedroom - still talking on the phone, you got up from the sofa and went to the small bar where he kept more alcohol.

You were going to get drunk, even drink yourself into unconsciousness, which would allow you to forget about your brother, at least for a moment. Too bad, maybe Sanzu will kill you for your weakness, but you didn't give a damn about it.

“Yes, I have my suspicions.” Haruchiyo said louder, returning to the living room wearing a shirt and pants. “I won't tell you who we mean… Yes, we, me and Y/n…”

You started drinking from another bottle, feeling an increasingly pleasant tingling sensation in all your limbs. You took two more bottles in your hand and headed back to the sofa so you could sit on it and enjoy your alcoholic beverages.

Suddenly, Sanzu's hand took one of the bottles from you, and when you looked at his face, it had a strange expression mixed with irritation at the drawn-out conversation with Shuji Hanma. He shook his head and you shrugged, continuing your journey to the comfortable lounge furniture.

“Focus, Hanma. How the fuck are you focused?” He loudly put the bottle back in its place and began pacing around the room again. You watched him calmly, taking a sip of alcohol from the bottle every now and then. “Who did she mention? Yuu? So, this fucker is their boss? Good, good. Now we're starting to come to some sort of agreement, you fucker..."

Yuu... Yuuta... Yuji...

You took a few long gulps and leaned your head back, mumbling under your breath. “Yuji might be Yuu…”

"What?" You heard Haruchiyo's voice close to you. “Not you, Hanma. Y/n, what did you say?”

“Yuji might be Yuu. I wouldn't be surprised at all. He's a fucking psycho." You answered him, staring at the ceiling.

“Fuck... Yeah, Yuji is the guy we suspect. Don't eavesdrop..." Sanzu growled into the phone and took a few steps forward, then stopped and walked to the sofa where you were drinking alcohol. “Why do you think so?”

You shrugged. "And why not?"

“Hanma, deal with Emiko. Get more out of her about this whole Yuu thing.” Sanzu said after a while and ended the call, throwing the phone onto one of the armchairs. “Stop drinking.”

You ignored him, finishing the bottle of liquor and setting it on the coffee table. Sanzu sat down in the other armchair and out of the corner of your eye you saw him swallowing drugs. You looked at the last bottle he hadn't taken from you and grimaced slightly.

“You don't have any vodka?”

“Should I take this away from you?” The answer came, so you shrugged, accepting the type of drink and took a sip. “Stop drinking, I'm serious.”

“Take care of your pills.” You grunted and you get hit with a small pillow, which you put aside unfazed and poured the burning liquid into your mouth again.

“Why would your brother compete with Bonten?”

“He's not competing with Bonten.”

“Care to explain what you mean?” Haruchiyo asked, still irritated. “He's endangering Mikey.”

"Not him. Yuji is endangering me. The murdering of whores and the actual attempts to threaten the syndicate was solely on the part of Kuroda and the rest.” You answered after a short moment of thought.

“And the Uchiyamas?”

You stopped your hand with the bottle halfway to your mouth. Well, what about them?

“Maybe… Fifty fifty?”

"What?"

“They acted as a means of disposing of our prostitutes, but because of Emiko they were more… Umm… Related to… Harming me? I don't know, Sanzu.”

“She didn't know you were alive. Have you forgotten that there was a contract for your head?”

Exactly. You forgot. You placed the bottle between your thighs so you wouldn't have to reach for it on the table, and you clearly intended to drink the entire contents. No matter what Haru said...

“So, they were going to harm Bonten.” You said, running your fingers through your hair.

“But they worked directly for Yuu, not Kuroda and Nagano like everyone thought, so…”

“Don't mess with my head, Sanzu, for fuck's sake.” You interrupted him and drank from the bottle again.

“Not in that tone.” Haruchiyo stood up abruptly from the chair he was sitting in and walked over to you. He grabbed the bottle you held close to your mouth and tried to take it away from you. “Give it back, you've had enough to drink.”

“No.” You slapped his hand and saw his eyes widen in disbelief. “Let me finish. I need it."

“You need purity of mind, not alcohol!” The man got angry and tried to take the bottle from you again, but you grabbed it from his grasp and wagged your finger at him.

“Let. Me. Finish.” You gritted out through your teeth and then you felt a stinging pain on your cheek and your head snapped to the side. Haruchiyo slapped you.

This time, when his hand reached for the bottle that was still in your hand, you let him take it. You were too busy trying not to punch him back to react to the confiscation.

“You're getting nasty.” He said, still nervous, but sat down next to you and turned your face towards him. “Can't you see this motherfucker is starting to control you? You haven't even seen him yet and he already has power over you."

“Let Hanma cut off her next fingers.” You mumbled, feeling the effects of the alcohol again. Your eyes began to move over Sanzu's face, not lingering on any point.

“He's already cut off enough of her fingers.” The pink-haired man grimaced as he watched your face.

“Then let him cut off the rest of them. We won't let her go anyway.”

“Y/n…”

“If not the fingers, let him start burning her.” You huffed, tightening your fingers on his wrists.

“Knowing Hanma, he's already tried that…”

“Then let him roast her nipples. Damn it, Sanzu... She doesn't need them for anything.”

His bright eyes widened, and his face showed disbelief once again. "What?"

You licked your lips, feeling your mouth dry and moved his hands away from your face. “You heard me. I can do it myself..."

“Y/n…” Haruchiyo laughed uncertainly, watching you struggle to get up from the sofa and take a few wobbly steps towards the entrance door to the apartment. “You won't go anywhere in this condition. You won't even be able to put your shoes on..."

“Then I'll go barefoot…” You mumbled, holding yourself against the wall.

"Absolutely not." The man sighed and grabbed your arm confidently, offering you better support, which you took advantage of.

“For me, Hanma can burn her cunt. She won't get much use out of it.”

“God, Y/n... I've never known you like this before.” He chuckled as he led you towards the door, but it wasn't until you were through them that you noticed that you had gone through the wrong one.

“Haru, silly, this is the bedroom…” You frowned and tried to turn around, eager to try to leave the apartment again, but his grip on his fingers tightened.

“Oh, I know what I'm doing.” The other sighed and pushed you onto the bed, where you fell rather limply.

You propped yourself awkwardly on your elbows and lifted your head with difficulty to look at the pink-haired man who poured a glass of water from a carafe on the cabinet and sat on the edge of the bed, handing it to you.

“Drink this. You barely ate anything, and you shouldn't drink on an empty stomach... Even Rindou wouldn't be that drunk after so much alcohol.” He said in a calm voice and you took the glass from him.

You drank its contents and your head fell back onto the mattress. “Don't tell him about this... Please.” You mumbled as you felt your eyelids getting heavy.

You saw Haruchiyo's face above you, watching yours closely. His soft hair tickled your cheeks and the fingers of his hand danced over your healing lip and eyebrow.

“I'm tired…” You muttered quietly and closed your eyes, feeling everything start to spin.

“Of course you are, honey.” Sanzu answered you and you felt something warm and wet on your cheek, followed by a few small kisses. “Sleep, Y/n.” Tickling on the neck. “I'll take care of everything, you don't have to worry about anything.”

His voice was soft, warm... Soothing. You wanted to look at him, but you could only open one eye. He was still leaning over you, the warmth of his body surrounding you in a pleasant wave.

You tried to lift your hand to touch him, but his hands were faster and pressed yours to the mattress above your head.

“Haru?...”

“Shhh…” He kissed your ear and you sighed softly. “Let me take care of you.” You felt another kiss on your neck and you tried to move your hand again, but this time you couldn't. You didn't have the strength for it.

The alcohol must have had a much greater effect on you than usual, but you didn't feel the slightest bit anxious. Sanzu was with you, and you knew everything would be okay. He said so himself...

You saw his face again and his rosy lips were stretching into a beautiful smile, so the corners of your mouth twitched upwards slightly, trying to answer him in kind.

He kissed you tenderly and you blew out a breath through your nose, closing your eyes and giving in to another wave of tiredness.

“Such a good boy.” You heard him whisper and fell asleep.

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You woke up after what felt like an eternity of sleep. Your body felt numb, as if you were sleeping in a very uncomfortable position, but you were lying on your back with your head on a soft pillow. You moved your sluggish limbs and forced yourself to sit up with great difficulty.

Your head was dropped to your chest, but you managed to lift it and looked around the room. You were still in Sanzu's bedroom, but it was almost completely bathed in darkness. Only in the corner of the room, right next to the door to his dressing room, there was a lamp lit, giving dim light.

You expected a severe headache, but apart from slow movements, nothing else bothered you. You slid your legs off the bed and your bare feet touched the cool floor. You looked around again for your phone, but it was nowhere to be found. It probably was in the living room...

You stood up carefully and took your first few steps. It wasn't bad, really. Your body began to respond faster to the stimuli sent to your brain and after a while you opened the bedroom door. The living room was also lit in several places by standing lamps, but there was no one in sight.

“Sanzu?” You called out hesitantly, but silence answered you, so you took a few more steps and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.

His hands showed 1:23 past midnight.

“Haruchiyo?” You called out, looking into his small kitchen once again, but there was no sign of the man there either.

You returned to the living room and looked at the cabinet where you always put your house and car keys, but they were nowhere to be found. The pink-haired man's keys were also missing.

You walked closer to the front door and saw that his shoes were missing. He left the apartment. He left you alone.

“What the fuck?” You mumbled and feeling anxious, you searched for your phone, but after twenty minutes you were unable to find it anywhere. This could only mean one thing. Sanzu took it with him.

You went back to the front door and pressed the handle. Closed. Sanzu locked the door and you knew you wouldn't be able to open it without the key.

Jacket... You usually had the spare key to his apartment right there in your jacket, and unless Haru checked it...

You ran back to the bedroom and grabbed the said article of clothing that was slung over the back of the chair and started checking the pockets.

“There it is!” You smiled broadly as you pulled out a key from your inside pocket.

Your smile quickly disappeared when you realized your weapon was missing and you cursed loudly. What was he thinking? And above all, where did he go?

You put on your jacket and went back to the front door, where you put on your shoes and inserted the key into the lock, turning it, and you were ready to leave your would-be prison. You locked the door from the outside and headed for the elevator to get to...

Yes, to get to your car. Genius. You didn't have the key!

You swore again and took the elevator down to the ground floor and into the lobby, where you stopped and bit the inside of your cheek lightly. So where did you want to go? You placed your hands on your hips and lowered your head. Maybe home? You had a spare key hidden under the flowerpot on the porch... You could take the other gun and...

You looked up at your reflection in the door of another elevator. You could have gone to where Emiko was being held and extracted the information you needed from her yourself. You had to make sure your thoughts were correct and that Yuu was Yuji...

Yes. It wasn't a stupid idea. You left the building and walked towards a nearby taxi stand.

As you drove to your address, thoughts flooded your mind again. Where was Sanzu and why did he take your stuff? What happened? One thing was certain, you would settle accounts with him and put the idea of imprisoning you in such a way out of his mind again.

You paid for the ride with the rest of the cash you had in your pants pocket and entered your house without any problems, but as soon as you got to the room where your spare weapon was hidden, it turned out that someone had taken it as well.

“Damn it!” You swore, punching the wall next to the locker door. "Sanzu, you dumb fuck!"

Oh, you'll definitely teach him a lesson this time. He could count on it.

You quickly left the room and went down to the basement, hoping that Hanma hadn't told him where you had another weapons stash.

You moved a cabinet away from the wall, with a few tools lying on it, and entered the code on a small keyboard. The light changed from red to green and you opened the door. You were immediately relieved when you saw your two extra guns and several full magazines full of bullets. You took one and put the holster under your jacket. Now you really wanted to talk to Emiko. You won't let yourself be stopped.

You entered the garage and grimaced slightly seeing that your only options were a bike and... Your face relaxed slightly at the sight of your first baby - the Kawasaki ZX-10R Ninja. It didn't quite match the suit right now, but... You shrugged and drove it out of the garage, enjoying the sound of its engine all over again.

You rushed to the address of the warehouse that was etched in your memory, bearing in mind the fact that at such a late hour you might attract the attention of a police patrol. Even though you were focused on the road, you had your eyes peeled, just in case.

The journey didn't take you very long, but as soon as you entered the gates of the warehouse area, you let the machine continue to run at low speeds, trying not to make any noise. You had a strange feeling that you shouldn't draw attention to yourself.

You left your motorcycle behind the crates and listened. Silence. No talking or footsteps. For all you knew, there should have been a few people outside and at least five more inside.

You looked around carefully and saw a black SUV that belonged to the syndicate. Maybe the boys took a short nap break? You didn't blame them.

You stepped closer to see for yourself. You no longer cared whether they reported you to Hanma or Mikey himself. You had the right to show up here and it didn't have to be related to the fact that your ex was in the warehouse. The official version you knew was that the woman was outside of Tokyo.

The closer you got to the car, the more your stomach tightened. Something was wrong, very wrong. You stopped right in front of the driver's side door and without thinking, you pulled out your gun. You held it at ready and pulled the car door handle.

“Fuck…” You whispered as you saw the limp bodies and traces of blood.

You touched one of the men's necks and felt no pulse. The bodies were still warm, which meant they had been killed a few minutes ago. You looked at your hand and saw it was covered in blood. You wiped it on the man's clothes and looked towards the door to the warehouse.

If this was the situation outside, what was inside?

You sneaked to the door of the building and listened, but you didn't hear anything, so you opened the door and slipped inside the warehouse. The first thing you saw were more bodies of men working for Bonten lying in pools of blood.

It was bad, very bad. You walked towards the back rooms where Emiko was supposed to be kept and the closer you got, the more clearly you heard the conversation.

“…you don't understand…” A man said. “Hanma…can't find out.”

"I do not care about it." Another one growled, and you immediately recognized the voice you heard on the recordings from the basement of the Uchiyama house. Daisuke Sugiyama.

“But I care... Take away... disappear.”

You pressed your back against the wall next to the open door to the dimly lit room and listened.

“I'll take the car.” Sugiyama said and the other man cursed.

"Absolutely not. How will I explain this, eh?” The first man protested. “Take the woman away until Hanma shows up and fuck off.”

“Can't you see what condition she's in? She won’t make it to my car.”

“Then fucking carry her!”

The sound of a struggle and the man's quiet groaning. “Don't talk back to me. Don't forget who you work for.”

“Fine... I'll say they stole it... Fuck, let me go.”

The sound of bumping into some furniture or crates and the quiet sobbing of a woman.

“Shhh, baby. It's okay. I'll take you away from here. They won't hurt you anymore.” Sugiyama's tone was sickly tender and you felt bile rising in your throat. He really loved her...

“Move, the fuck.” The first man spoke again. “Look what time it is! Hanma is expected to be here within sixty minutes!”

“Why so early?”

“He's supposed to ask her about the boss. I only know this much.”

“He won't know shit.”

“Get out of here before the guard wakes up…”

“They won't wake up.” Sugiyama said and a female voice spoke.

“Look what they did to me, honey. Look what they did to me..."

“Shhh... They'll pay us for this. My poor thing.”

“What do you mean they won't wake up?” The first man became concerned.

"This." Emiko's husband answered him briefly and there was a gun shot, followed by the sound of a falling body.

Your heart started beating faster with the sudden rush of adrenaline and as the door opened wider, you grabbed the man leaving by the collar of his shirt and threw him against the wall.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a small female figure fall to the floor, but you decided to ignore it now and focus on the taller man who, despite the moment of surprise, quickly responded with an accurate punch to your face.

You stepped back and when you aimed the gun at him, he knocked it out of your hand with a strong kick. The gun slid across the floor and as you shielded yourself from Sugiyama's next attacks, you heard a woman scream in frustration.

You looked towards her and saw that she was trying to lift the gun, but due to several of her fingers being missing, she wasn't able to get a good grip on it. She threw the weapon further to the side and jumped to her feet.

“Get in the car!” Sugiyama shouted and his next well-placed punch to your head sent you reeling backwards.

You expected the man to be as strong as Hanma, but you had little hope that his age would slow him down even a little. Oh, how wrong you were...

Somehow you managed to land a few punches, though he blocked most of them without much effort. You kicked him in the side and the man fell into a pile of crates nearby. He grabbed onto one of them and gave you a hateful, icy glare. He smirked and nodded at you.

“Now I see who Yuuta got his beauty from. It became clear why my butterfly hated the little one so much.” He said contemptuously and your blood boiled.

“You'll pay for what you did to him, you son of a bitch!”

“Oh, come on…” He brushed his hair back from his face and laughed. “God, he was such a sweet baby. So obedient and lovely..."

"Shut the fuck up!" You screamed and lunged at him, but just as you were about to grab him by the shirt and punch him in the face again, he pulled out a metal pipe from behind one of the crates and hit you on the head with what seemed like all his strength.

Your ears were ringing and the pain was splitting your head. You fell onto the dirty warehouse floor, completely blind for a moment, and doubled over as you felt a strong kick to your stomach. Immediately afterward, you felt several blows from a metal pipe all over your body and you automatically tried to protect your head with your hands.

“Now you'll die, you bastard! Oh, the boss would like to do it himself, but…” Another series of blows. “He'll have to forgive me... This moment of weakness!”

Somewhere in the distance, you heard another scream from a woman calling for Sugiyama, and a wave of energy washed over you. You grabbed the metal pipe that was getting closer to your body again, yanking it out of the man's hand and throwing it far to the side. With a well-aimed kick, you knocked him off his feet and quickly sat on his chest.

Both of your hands shot to his neck, and you began to tighten your fingers around it. Your breathing was heavy, and you were panting loudly, the metallic taste of your own blood on your tongue as it dripped from your nose. You felt wetness on half of your face, and you wouldn't be surprised if the first hit of the pipe cut the skin on your head.

“Who is your boss?!” You drawled, looking Sugiyama straight in the eyes, where you saw blood vessels starting to burst.

The man's only response was a loud wheeze, so you slammed his head against the floor.

“Who is your boss?!”

"Y...Yu...ji..." The man drawled with difficulty and blood poured from his nose.

Your eyes widened in horror, but you didn't loosen your grip on his throat. Yuji, Yuji...

"Where is he?"

Another wheezing noise from him was drowned out by the roar of the engine and when you raised your head, you saw the headlights of a car speeding towards you.

You cursed loudly and jumped away from the man beneath you at the last moment. There were a few sickly wet cracks, you felt a few drops land on your face, and the front of the car hit the standing crates. You looked with horror and disbelief at the bloody body of a man who was dying before your eyes.

She ran over him! That fucking bitch didn't hesitate to run over him!

You were broken out of your trance by the screech of the car's tires as it reversed rapidly. His rear wheels ran over Daisuke's head and his legs jumped up. Without waiting for anything else, you jumped to your feet and ran away from the front wheels of the car that moved rapidly towards you. Instead of aiming at you, the vehicle crashed into the warehouse gate and with a loud bang, the car drove outside, leaving you alone.

Your poor heart almost beat out of your chest as you fell to your knees to catch your breath. You didn't want to look towards the dead body of the man who hurt your son. You covered your mouth with your hand and, ignoring the fact that Emiko might be waiting for you outside, you ran out of the warehouse and fell to your knees again, vomiting.

Your eyes stung from the exertion of puking and tears flowed from them. Emiko ran over him... She ran over him...

“Y/n?!” You heard someone screaming, but you didn't respond to it.

“Y/n!” Someone rushed up to you and grabbed your arms with such force that you had to grab onto something to keep your balance.

You looked into terrified, wide light eyes, framed by long, thick pink eyelashes, and you knew who you had in front of you...

“Sanzu…” You whispered and saw Hanma standing behind him with a look of complete surprise on his face.

"What are you doing here?!" His eyes widened even more when he saw the state you were in, then he looked towards the warehouse and its ruined gate. “What the fuck happened here?!”

“Sugiyama came for Emiko. She ran away…” You started to explain, your body starting to shake. “One of the guards was a traitor... She escaped!”

Hanma moved towards the SUV and looked inside, then quickly ran to the warehouse.

“You shouldn't be here…” Sanzu pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and started wiping your face with it. “How did you get out of my apartment?”

“She ran over him with one of our cars, Sanzu… She tried to run me over, but she killed Sugiyama…” You tightened your fingers on his forearms and the pink-haired man froze, staring at your face in horror. “She didn't hesitate for a moment…”

“And the fun is over.” Hanma sighed loudly as he walked towards you and out of the corner of your eye you saw him signaling to the people who had come with him and Sanzu. “It needs to be cleaned up and all traces removed. Get to work, boys.”

Sanzu helped you up from the ground, holding your arm tightly as Hanma leaned forward slightly, pursing his lips. “Please, tell me that you at least had the idea to ask them about their boss, Y/n….”

“Hanma…” Sanzu growled warningly, but you nodded.

“Sugiyama confirmed my suspicions.” You swallowed loudly, looking into Shuji's golden eyes. “Yuji L/n is their boss.”

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