“—and once again, you scored a hat trick this match against arsenal. mr. isagi, is there anyone or anything you’d like to thank? a certain someone, perhaps? after all, this is one of the most important matches in your career.”
at the mention of a “certain someone”, a pale pink dusted isagi’s cheeks. he rubbed the back of his neck, a sheepish smile making way onto his face at the interviewer’s question.
isagi wasn’t a fan of press conferences, especially not with the amount of paparazzi surrounding him, but being able to talk about a certain someone totally changed his mood, every time.
“my partner,” isagi looked down at his hands as he fiddled with his fingers like an embarrassed schoolgirl. a few members of the crowd oohed.
“your spouse, correct? yes, i’ve heard you both have quite the close bond. you’ve been together since high school after all.” the interviewer acknowledged. isagi nodded. “do they know how highly you speak of them?”
“uh, hopefully. actually, they’re probably watching this right now.” isagi looked straight into the camera, a wide boyish grin playing at his features, although it only emphasized his red face even further. “babe, i know you hate it when i call you out, but you are just so absurdly incredible and beautiful and i love you so much.“
the crowd burst into applause. sports industry legend isagi yoichi was just so in love with his partner.
“all of my goals are dedicated to you, love. i’m so lucky to have spent so much time with you and each ounce of your support lifts me up so much.”
back home, you stared at the screen dumbfounded. but eventually, you let out a tiny smile and a sigh. the man you married was totally, absolutely annoying.
helloo,can you pls write something about the bllk as a dad. Their kid called someone else daddy instead of them for the first time. Like Kaiser as our husband and and the kiddo calls Isagi daddy instead 😭😭 thankyou
He is not your dad, I AM!
KAISER MICHAEL
His baby calls Isagi "daddy".
Kaiser is glowing today. Hair perfect, outfit perfect, baby in his arms— also perfect.
He kneels in front of your toddler, smiling like an award-winning model dad.
"Come on, sweetheart. Say it. Daaaddy. Daddy Kaiser is the bestttttttt— I mean, Brotchen, you know who I am."
Your kid stares at him with big innocent eyes…
And then looks over at Isagi, who just walked into the room with a snack in hand.
"Dada!"
Isagi freezes.
Kaiser slowly turns his head like a possessed victim.
"...what. Did. You. Say?"
Your baby giggles and points at Isagi again.
"DADA!!!"
Isagi panics, waving his hands, "NO NO NO— I'm not— I didn't— bro I literally just bought some chips—"
Kaiser stands up, handing you the baby like he's about to commit war crimes in the living room.
"Schatz, hold our traitor child. I need a minute."
"Kaiser—"
He storms to Isagi, pokes him in the chest, and hisses:
"YOU. STOLE. MY. DADDY. MOMENT."
Isagi: "WHAT DID I DO??? I JUST SOMETIMES GIVE HIM SNACKS!!!!!"
But just to make the moment worst your toddler yells "Dada!!" reaches for Isagi.
Kaiser fumes with anger.
"I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS."
So he scoops the baby up and storms off like a betrayed husband.
He spends the rest of the day teaching the baby to say:
"Daddy Kaiser."
"Number one."
"World class."
"Isagi stink."
RIN ITOSHI
His baby calls Sae "daddy".
Sae is holding the baby casually because you asked him to help for ONE minute.
Rin walks in and sees the baby bouncing on Sae's lap and calling him "Dada!!"
Sae smirks. "Hear that, Rin? Even your kid knows who's better."
Rin internally dies.
Externally? He looks like he's trying NOT to punch Sae in the throat.
"That's not—" he grits his teeth. "Give him back."
Sae intentionally holds the baby tighter.
"You sure? They seem pretty happy with their real daddy."
Rin: "SAE. GIVE ME MY CHILD RIGHT NOW."
But the baby is happy babbling "Dada! Dada!" and Rin glares at him with enough hatred to ignite a forest.
Rin snatches his kid and starts muttering to the baby like a feral cat.
"No. No. I'm dada. Not him. Don't betray me. I feed you. I carry you. I LET you drool on my jersey. Don't do this to me just because he buys you some gifts."
The betrayal haunts him for a week.
SAE ITOSHI
His baby calls Bunny "daddy".
You're watching a match replay, baby sitting in Sae's lap and to ruin the moment Bunny Iglesias appears on screen.
Baby points at him immediately.
"Dada!"
Sae freezes.
His eye twitches so hard it might detach.
"...No. Never say that again."
He turns to you. "Turn it off."
The baby happily claps at Iglesias's goal replay.
"DA-DA! DA-DA!"
Sae picks up the remote, shuts the TV off at LIGHTNING speed, and holds the baby like they've been corrupted.
"That man is NOT your father. He's not even allowed near you. He's not allowed near ME."
You laugh. "He probably taught our baby to call him daddy just to spite you. So just calm down, ok?"
"I AM CALM."
He is not calm.
Because later he spends the entire night showing the baby his own highlight reel.
"Say daddy. Not that clown. Daddy. DAD-DY."
YOICHI ISAGI
His baby calls… Rin "daddy."
Rin is visiting because his wife insisted. You and Rin's wife are like besties.
So here he is now... Anyways, Rin barely stepped into the room when your baby looks up at Rin with sparkling eyes:
"DADDY!"
Isagi freezes like he got shot.
"Bro… I'm literally his dad— what the hell—"
Rin shrugs.
"I didn't do anything. Your kid just—"
"DADDY!" the baby repeats, grabbing Rin's pant leg.
Isagi is losing it.
"I feed you! I bathe you! I buy you toys! I— I— I ACTUALLY CHANGE THE DIAPERS!!"
Rin pats your baby's head.
"Kids have standards."
Isagi:"OH MY GOD! Just because you're somewhat good looking—"
But your baby hugs Rin's leg.
"Daddy!"
Isagi is on the verge of crying AND committing a crime.
RYUSEI SHIDOU
His baby also calls… Sae "daddy."
Shidou is playing airplane with the baby, making explosion noises.
The baby looks at Sae, who's just standing there judging Shidou's entire existence... and says:
"Dada!"
Sae goes pale.
"Uh. No."
Shidou gasps dramatically.
"OH MY GODDDD— BABY'S SO SMART!"
Sae:
"I'm not the father. Don't even start."
Shidou scoops the baby up and spins them around.
"Sae-chan is YOUR DADDY TOO!!! WE'RE ONE BIG FAMILY—"
Sae looks physically ill.
"Stop talking."
But the baby says "Dada!" again and reaches for Sae.
Shidou:"Awww he wants his other papa—"
Sae:
"IF YOU SAY THAT AGAIN I'M MOVING TO A DIFFERENT CONTINENT."
SHOUEI BAROU
His baby calls... Aryu "daddy."
Aryu arrives, sparkles floating as if he brought a filter with him.
Your baby sees him and immediately beams:
"Daddy!!"
Aryu winks, flipping his hair.
"Oh? I understand. Beauty is parental."
Barou's jaw drops.
"HUH?"
Your baby claps happily. "Daddy!!"
Barou grabs the baby like Aryu is corrupting him with glitter.
"He is NOT your daddy. I am."
Aryu smirks, leaning against the wall.
"Don't be jealous, Shoei. I can't help it if even infants appreciate perfection."
Barou:
"I'M GONNA SHAVE YOUR HEAD."
But the baby just says "Daddy!" again and points at Aryu's hair.
Barou:
"I'M DOING IT TONIGHT."
HYOMA CHIGIRI
His baby calls Anri "mommy"
His baby was sitting in Chigiri's lap while Anri walks in.
Baby immediately reaches for her:
"Mommy!!"
Chigiri:
"...I— I thought I was your mommy??"
Anri panics. "No no no I didn't teach him that—"
Chigiri looks betrayed.
He gently places the baby down and crosses his arms.
"I carried you for nine months in my emotional womb, and THIS is how you repay me?"
But the baby just crawls to Anri calling her "Mommy!"
Chigiri collapses dramatically onto the couch.
"I'm not strong enough for this."
SEISHIRO NAGI
His kid calls Reo "daddy".
Nagi is half-asleep on the couch with the baby lying on his chest when Reo walks in, hands full with gifts.
Baby wakes, looks at him, and squeals:
"Dada!!"
Nagi opens one eye.
"Why're you stealing my kid, man... too troublesome..."
"Eh?"
Baby says "DADA!" again and reaches for Reo's arms. Reo laughs and picks up the baby, spinning him. Nagi sits up, hair a mess.
"Well I do buy him a lot of gifts—"
Nagi sighs and pats the baby's back.
"DADA!"
Nagi:
"...Okay but I'm still your dad. I'm not losing to Reo. I'll buy you gifts too. Urghh too much work."
"Oh my gosh! These are so good! Did you make them?!" You cheer as you shove another pastry in your mouth.
The two of you were sitting down on a bench in a park, trying some sweets Isagi brought.
He lets out a light laugh, a faint blush creeping on his cheeks. "Oh, no! My mom made them. She was trying out a new recipe, and I figured I would have them with you."
You beam with happiness as you listen to him. "Your moms amazing! You have to let me thank her sometime."
But as soon as Isagi was about to open up his mouth, he hears a familiar voice from behind him."
"Tch. Lukewarm."
Both of your eyes traced the source of the voice, to which you saw Rin, holding a box of his own share of pastries.
"Hi Rin! What are you doing here?" You wave, voice laced with enthusiasm.
Rin's eyes meet yours. "I was passing by."
Isagi stiffens at the sight of you two interacting. "Well, its nice t-"
"Shut up. Don't talk to me, you npc."
Isagi opens his mouth to say something. Then closes it.
Theres a silence between the three of you for a brief moment, before Rin's gaze falls on you, happily enjoying the last of your pastry.
"Do you like pastries?" He questions, his tone flat like normal.
"Love 'em!"
Isagi cuts into the conversation, a hint of jealousy seeping through his voice. "They especially love the ones my mom mak-"
Plop.
Rin takes an eclair from his box and puts it in to your mouth, ultimately hand feeding it to you.
The colour drains from Isagi's face, and it takes all his power to not allow his jaw to drop to the floor.
Rin watches as you eat the last of the pastry from his hand, mumbling something about making a mess.
"They're so good! Where'd you get them?"
"I made them."
Isagi swears that you've never looked at someone with more adoration than you did with Rin at that moment.
Desperate to recieve your full undivided attention once more, Isagi takes your chin in his hand and turns it so its facing you, a competitive grin plastered on his face.
"Shame on you Rin, everyone knows you should never put food in someones mouth without a heads up first."
Isagi takes a profiterole and holds it against your lips, to which you open your mouth and accept happily, munching on yet another delicious pastry. He shoots Rin a cocky look. He huffs out of irritation.
Rin looks like he's about to give up, taking his eclair and sinking his teeth halfway through it, watching you chew.
Isagi huffs, about to open his mouth and make a snarky comment, until all of his pride collapses before him.
The moment you swallowed, Rin's mouth was on yours, feeding the eclair to you once more.
With his mouth.
Isagi's soul leaves his body completely.
He stares in horror at the interaction. How Rin tastes you, how when he pulls back, the visible string of saliva that connected the two of you drips down, how it all looked so natural to him.
He frantically searches for the right words, his gaze darting between you and Rin.
"Ch....Cheater!" He accuses the teal haired boy.
"Huh? Not my fault your game is half-baked."
And with that, Rin moves along, walking away. Leaving you with a frozen Isagi, whilst he listens to the faint sounds of you trying to snap him back to life.
Loyal to the bone, for instance, when he's on a mission, and the target is a woman, he'd be like, "sorry, but if you touch me, my girlfriend would be upset," and he wouldn't even lay a finger on the body, making sure its only his weapon that touches her. However, in the chance that the woman manages to throw a striking punch at him, he'd throw that piece of clothing away, saying that the energy of the clothing is off.
Would call you in the middle of a fight asking, "hey, babe, how ya' feeling today? one? maybe six?" asking you to rate your day so far, and depending on your rating, "my girlfriend isn't feeling so well today," and choose his weapon based on your mood rating of 1-6.
Yes, each weapon is numbered according to the rating of your mood, although you don't know this yet.
When you're talking to someone for too long and he wants attention, he'd walk up to you and wrap his arms around you from behind, "my turn," and steal you away even though you're in the middle of a conversation.
Staring at you is his hobby. You're cooking? He's sitting at the dining area with his head resting on the table, a lollipop in his mouth as his eyes follow your every move.
Comes home with odd gifts for you. One evening, he gave you a pack of new reusable straws because they reminded you of him (you started making your own coffee at home). On another day, it's a notebook in your favorite color, or that one time he bought you a book on how to start sewing because you got into reading (it's the thought that counts).
Dates?
"This is where i kill so and so," and take you on a tour around the building or places of his most recent mission as though he were a tour guide, and you, a fellow tourist.
When he wakes up next to you and he has a morning wood, he'd purposely touch you in ways that would stir you awake, and then cheekily say, "ah, you caught me," then proceed to kiss you, since sex is better when you're begging him to make you cum with your needy, pretty eyes.
He's need to relief himself? He doesn't bother with carrying you the proper way and making it romantic by carrying you bridal style; he slouches you over his shoulder in one swoop, your ass near his face, before he spanks your ass and walks you to the bedroom, throwing you on the bed and him hovering over you in seconds.
Senpai... can you pretty please write no.25 with Yoichi and micheal..?
Micheal is 1 ans Yoichi is 2
I wanna have him walking in while im dicked down and fucked dumb by yoichii :((
✦ ブルーロック ／ mdni
kaiser hears you fucking isagi while you’re trying to be quiet, and he opens the door anyway
you’re always a bit shy when it comes to these things — you weren’t quite comfortable with fucking yoichi when any of his roommates were home, but neither of you could resist each other tonight. he had been away for the past week and you looked too good, smelled too good … and you were ready to rip yoichi’s münchen sweatshirt right off of him regardless of whoever else was in the apartment. luckily, or unluckily, michael was the only other one here tonight.
“yoichi, baby, please, you’re being too loud,” you’re whispering desperately into his neck, slightly mortified by your boyfriend’s loud moans and whines. it’s fucking sexy, obviously, but you keep getting distracted by whether or not kaiser could overhear.
“I can’t help it, you feel too fucking good, angel girl, fuck, fuck me, oh my god,” he cries, slamming his hips into yours carnally, his perfectly toned v-line smacking against the backs of your thighs with each messy thrust. “squeezing me so tight, m’gonna fucking cum, gonna fucking fill you up til this perfect cunt can’t take it—”
the bedroom door kicks open, without even so much as a knock. you yelp and harshly dig your nails into yoichi’s back, trying to halt his movements, but he’s close and he’s way too lost in you.
“could you stupid brats be any louder?” kaiser’s deep voice cuts through the cold air, shamelessly eyeing you as yoichi fucks you in the meanest mating press imaginable.
“fuck yeah we could.” yoichi counters, refusing to pull away even the slightest. “she’s fucking close, m’not stopping, fuck off and close the fucking door.”
“nah, if I have to hear, then I’m gonna watch, too.”
“michael?” you say, hardly coherent, and yoichi does not like hearing you say another man’s name right now.
kaiser rolls yoichi’s desk chair right next to the bed, taking a seat and whistling lowly at the scene before him. “god, she’s fucking cute.” kaiser drawls in his thick german accent, your eyes flicker over to him and he smirks, but yoichi ignores him entirely.
“look at me, baby girl, it’s me, it’s just me, I’m the only thing you need … be a good girl and squirt all over my big fucking cock.”
“m-mhm, I’m close, please, sagi.” you whine, rubbing tight, messy circles over your clit with your dainty fingers, carefully watching your boyfriend’s sapphire eyes shimmer in the low light. he’s slamming and slamming until he hears you cry a broken moan of his name, feels your pussy squeeze him half to death, but he doesn’t finish yet, not with his teammate right there.
you’re sobbing into isagi’s neck and he just cradles you into his chest, shushing you softly, gently thrusting in and out until it’s too much for you. “good girl, my perfect girl,”
isagi is in awe, kissing the tears off of your warm face, meanwhile kaiser is fully hard, palming himself over his sweats, groaning softly without even realizing it.
“that was cute, isagi. now get the fuck out of my way so I can show her what an actual orgasm feels like. you’d like that, wouldn’t you, pretty thing?” he purrs, and you’d be lying if you tried to say that he wasn’t hot, that his voice and perfect body and handsome face didn’t affect you.
isagi laughs, and you feel it deep in his chest. he’s softly playing with your hair, trying to help you come down.
“m-m’not faking it,” you protest, pouting, brows drawn as you look up at him through angel eyes and long lashes.
“I know, sweet girl, I know … but I can get you off so much better than he can. than anyone can, really.” kaiser touches your face ever so gently and you sigh, but isagi smacks his hand away.
“like hell you could. if she wants it, then go ahead. I wanna see how stupid you look.” he provokes his teammate, unwilling to back down from something he’s so confident about.
but unfortunately for yoichi, michael did make you cum much harder than your boyfriend ever has.
Includes: rin itoshi, sae itoshi, isagi yoichi, Michael kaiser
Itoshi Rin:
He was just looking for his book that he left on the top shelf, just to make sure that you don't steal it and hide it to annoy him.
You stood right by his side where he had his arm stretched all the way up to the top shelf on his room to find the book. "Rin, I feel like eating some Chinese food today-" you said, fidgeting as you stood by his side.
He gave you a side long glance and grabbed the book, and when he tried to put his arms back to his side, his elbow hit your face.
His eyes widened immidiently and he panicked, "a-are you okay?!" He said, looking down at you who covered your face and winced in pain.
Rin quickly looked to his left and right as if something were to appear and he quickly stepped back, "I'll go get you some-" you grab his hand, "that was... amazing."
Rin blinked..
"What?" He asked as if hoping you didn't mean what you said.
You pulled your hand away from your nose which felt broken because of his elbow, "that was... amazing, do it again." You said with a slight head tilt.
"You.. want me to- to.. hit you..?" He asked as if in confusion.
"Yeah but like really mean it!"
"Nope, no. I'm not doing this-"
He tried to run away and you captured him. Hugging him from behind, "I always knew getting hit by you would be amazing-" his cheeks turn red and he almost dies.
Itoshi sae:
Sae was at a party and he was allowed to bring one person and he bought you the only one he could tolerate.
Sae stood in the main area filled with glitter and RGB lights trying not to interact but these girls were making it pretty difficult for him..
You stood by his side trying your best to be professional while a bunch of girls throw themselves at him bacically.
The blonde twirls her hair, "so you're good at working with balls huh? Me too... kinda.." she tilts her head. It didn't take a genius to recognize what she was trying to say. You kept your mouth zipped but then a few other girls join in.
"Did you know im the shortest girl in this party?"
"I heard you like athletic women! Well I can play with balls too."
Your eye visibly twitched. Sae didn't really say anything just stared off in space with an irritated frown on his face.
But when he feels one of the girls resting her head on his shoulder,
He feels disgusting.
He puts a hand on that woman's head and pushes her off of him harshly.
"Don't you ever fucking dare to-" he immidiently regrets it, noticing the person he just pushed was you.
You looked up at him and he paused and froze for a moment his eyes remained wide, "im sorry- i- didnt-" you licked your bottom lip. "Uh no.. sorry I shouldve.. considered you were already overwhelmed by the-" he grabs your face gently and plants a kiss on your forehead.
"If I ever do that ever again, just kill me, okay?" Sae says, looking at you dead in the eye but more emotion than he's ever shown before.
He's just that scared of hurting someone he loves.
Michael Kaiser:
"Okay and how many times do I have to explain it for your dumb little brain to understand that-" "HEY IM NOT DUMB!" You shouted as kaiser sighed, glancing at all the notebooks and books scattered over your desk.
"You want tutoring, and I'm giving you tutoring. so, stop being lazy and hurry up and solve it." He pressed the pen against the paper roughly.
You pouted and reluctantly grab the pen from his hands, starting to solve the whole problem. "I've been at it for five hours-" "just five hours? I practice soccer for 15 hours every day."
You blinked at the man.
"There's no way you actually-"
"Shut it-"
You obliged and continued.
You got the same problem wrong after like three tries and once again now.
Kaisers brow twitched, "how many times do I have to-" he accidently held your arm a bit too tightly, losing control of his anger.
You winced in pain.
He paused for a moment and quickly let go, he didn't apologize though. Not untill you pouted and your voice was wobbling and your eyes had tears in them. Kaiser sighed in annoyance, or feigning annoyance "are you kidding.. me..?" He glanced at you and for a moment felt a pang in his heart.
"You hurt me!" You announced, although it didn't hurt at all you just wanted to make a show because you loved making kaiser feel bad.
"I didn't even do it that hard!! Okay.. fine.. I'm sorry.." He murmured, grabbing your hand in his and planting a kiss over your knuckles. "Pretty?" He tilts his head and you pouted, only to kiss his cheek back
And then give him the best head ever later.
Isagi yoichi:
Isagi was alone, or so he thought. Watching a movie late at night, a horror one thinking he needed a change, and then you sneaked up behind him. You placed a hand on his shoulders and shouted "BOO!"
The moment his hand collided with your face you knew it was over.
He slapped rhe shit out of you and threw you down to the floor.
Leaving a red print on your cheek.
"Oh my God! You scared the life out of me!! A-are you okay?!" Isagi yelled as he glanced at you on the floor.
You totally deserved it but isagi wasn't the type to admit that.
You lift yout head slowly and smile at him with blood running down your nose. "OH MY GOD!! IM TAKING YOU TO THE HOSPITAL!!!" He grabs you and runs.
"I-isagi wait!! Its no- I'm fine!!"
And you had to get nose surgery after that.
Happy ending
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synopsis- Yoichi nagumo has always regarded the decision of sakamoto retiring from being an assassin— very blithe, he considered it was very indiscreet of him to leave all of a sudden for someone he claims he loved. After rion akao’s death and sakamoto’s retirement it was only him left in the JAA. Love? it’s humorous how he'd never understand sakamoto…..or this feeling of care and vulnerability. That's what he thought, until he met you.
series warnings- MDNI, extremely FLUFFY, nagumo gets HEADS over HEELS for reader, NAGUMO is so down in LOVE (wanna cry), baker!reader, ANGSTYYY, comfort, omg sakamoto and shin enjoy teasing nagumo, heisuke as our wingman, explicit SMUT, sloppy kisses, counter sex, unprotected p in v sex, nagumo's DICE, fingering, cunnilingus, wreaking orgasms, semi public(kinda), nagumo CRIES overwhelmed, reader ISN'T AWARE of nagumo’s profession, lots of lies, mentions of assassination exhibition arc, blood, nagumo is ready to tear the world apart for you, order members, omg so much more…. HAPPY ENDING.
w.c- ch 1- 2.7k | ch 2- ytc
trisha's mail- i am insufferable for characters who wear a baby face and kill mercilessly, thus I had to present my new man, my yoichi a fic, since tumblr doesn't has many, am I the only one who's hooked into sakadays?
🍡Ch 1🍡
Yoichi nagumo stood infront of the sakamoto stores, his back heavy with the compact case of his red tainted weapons. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his brown overcoat, surprisingly warm in contrast to his cold hands he scrubbed clean, washing away the splattered blood from his previous assassination.
His face held a smile. A smile so neat and so polite that it could only be defined as a boastful grin of a liar.
Shall he disguise himself? Maybe play a prank or two…he will be seeing one of his friends started out with, after so long— taro sakamoto.
Nagumo darted his eyes, taking full account of the store, which was small and surprisingly neat. It was a two storeyed building, nagumo criticized the open signboard hung in front of the glass entrance. He, then, scanned inside of the store, smile widening a bit when he found no human presence lingering around. How about he disguises as sakamoto himself, plus it'd be fun to see how his old friend reacts after his retirement.
Entering the store, disguised as sakamoto, he went behind the counter and took a seat he supposed sakamoto might take. Spread out on the counter was newspaper folded messily, a cranky cash register, and some small spreads of candy, snacks and other daily convenience necessities. He picked up on the newspaper pretending to read it as he picked up on the dull sound of approaching footsteps.
A guy with blonde hair, middle partition and some shaggy clothes entered, with a green apron and his name batch pinned over it. Shin was printed on it.
Nagumo noticed. ‘Shin asakura’ and he recognised. The esper guy Sakamoto worked with after leaving the order. He had also heard that Shin had too left being an assassin and joined being an assistant in this store. He searched for a red haired chinese girl, who is also said to have started here a few days ago.
Nagumo waited patiently, subsiding his giggles inside he darted his eyes again on the door seeing a girl enter lazily. Ahh lu shaotang— the other assistant, whose main job is to make pork buns.
He sat quietly pretending to read the newspaper.
It wasn't long until both of them started arguing, making Nagumo's dopamine rush through his veins. With a bang on the counter table, shin whined “sakamoto san, we have to fire this girl!” pointing an accusatory finger on his back over the girl with pink jacket, who didn't cared even a bit.
Nagumo contemplated a little what shall he say? Maybe behave a little out of it, it'd be fun to see both of their stupefied reactions.
“Now, now shin!” He said, “We don't say mean things like that here.” taking both of them by surprise, who aren't able to comprehend how come their boss all of a sudden became so chatty, and started questioning his sudden behaviour.
Its fun, nagumo thought. Why not enjoy it with more spice. “How rude.” He replied to their thread of questions. “I will kill you.”
And this was enough to gawk both of the assistants, enough to let their jaw wide open touching the floor, but before nagumo to have anymore of fun the door opened again and his friend entered, unphased by seeing his doppelganger infront of him.
Nagumo knew sakamoto realised it was him, but I'd be more fun to attack with a knife to shake up both of the assistants even more. But most of all he wanted to see, if sakamoto’s senses dulled over the span of 5 years.
Instantly he pulled out a knife and stuck it in the newspaper sakamoto picked up, which was disregarded by him a few minutes ago. Tearing the newspaper from the middle he saw sakamoto dodge the attack, before getting hold of a cutter, threatening his neck.
He was no less of a deal too, in a blink his gun stayed plastered to sakamoto's head, before sakamoto pulls back the cutter and draws the blade back in. “Long time no see, nagumo.” His glasses gleamed, as his face fat made his voice sound a little thicker than nagumo had heard years ago.
“I see you can still move, Sakamoto!” He said chirpy, before dismissing the disguise, shocking shin and lu. And it wasn't long for them to throw hands at him. Nagumo was right, sakamoto's senses haven't dulled but it has rusted a bit. He wondered how fast he would have thrown his body to the ground, back slammed on the floor and instead of a paper cutter, sakamoto's hand would have adorned his signature gun he never swapped out after graduating from JCC, if he had not retired already.
Who knew the legendary Hitman would chicken out of the game one day in the name of…..love?
And get this bulky. For once nagumo thought to slap his huge round belly to see if the fat ripples through.
After another thread of lies, he was bound on a chair by sakamoto's two assistants, it's not like he can't break apart the rope but he just didn't. “there’s a bounty on sakamoto's head. The reward is one billion yen.”
He explained, as his assistants refused to believe him, but their doubts were soon dispelled as soon as they took down the pizza assassin.
Nagumo only wanted to inform his friend about the bounty on his head. That's why he visited. Or that's what he was trying to tell himself. He didn't quite understand why he visited after so many years….after rion akao died, it was both of them. Nagumo thought since sakamoto is still there it'd be okay. But it wasn't long until he retired saying he fell in love. Sakamoto quitted the order, and eventually wiped his hands of assassination. Without even saying a goodbye. He married and had a child. And nagumo was left all alone. Though he never stopped smiling.
And after 5 years when he learned about the bounty on his friend’s head, he couldn't help but feel a bit odd. What an odd world of liars he lives in?
Akao said she would graduate with both of them. Yet, she didn't.
Sakamoto said he would be there till the end, yet he didn't.
“Why did both of you left me alone?” He wanted an answer, but he never asked. Knowing one isn't alive to answer and the other would just dismiss his question.
He disposed the body of the pizza assassin near the garbage disposal area. He smiled another gleeful smile, before taking out his fist from his coat pockets and rolled the small white dice on the road.
The dive stopped rolling. One dot. Nagumo chuckled. “I wouldn't consider it unlucky…” he said, before dismantling his compact of weapons as a curved blade of an arms length slipped right through his fingers, which ended up landing into the pizza assassin’s fourth and fifth rib.
A shriek of unpleasant screaming rose through the air, and intensified even more as nagumo twisted the blade with his index and thumb. Filthy red splattered over his silhouette, as if the strokes of a frizzy brush from someone who attempted to paint the crimson flowers of death. How sad he will have to pay for his laundry again.
After changing his clothes, which he always keeps a set of two at hand, he set out his foot towards home. He'd a call from the JAA headquarters, Tokyo to attend the next day. Ofcourse he wouldn't want to get any less of sleep.
He knew sakamoto won't kill anyone, and even though he wouldn't show it on his face, the reason sakamoto stopped killing cringes him. If anything love only brings in vulnerability, and loss of power.
And if anything he'd learned all these years being in assassination field, he knew that power is easy to gain than to hold on. He'd seen his friends gaining the very top before falling down from the peak. Except for sakamoto who chose to step down.
Nagumo’s smile lines faded a bit, expression grave, will he too oneday lose all of it? Nothing is certain in life, it flows and changes its direction like a river, ticks away with time and evolves into new colours with each season. However, ever since he joined the order his season of life has always been the same: the fall.
All the dried crinkly leaves fell off years ago, yet no tree has ever sprouted a lively green. The winter keeps snowing, covering the mud with its dusty white, but the spring never comes.
Nagumo kept walking without noticing where his feets were leading him, his head faced down and hands in his coat, eyes simply gazed over the red old tiles, the footpath, and the small black lines dividing each section. At moments of his trance, he felt someone bumping into him.
He would have normally walked away, without bothering to peer at the person, but for some reason he felt a tug on his right sleeve. The person was refusing to let go. A muscle ticked in his arm, ready on first instinct to throw a punch over the face, “excuse me?”
A girl's voice?
Nagumo's body soothed as he turned to take proper account of you. Your one hand was clasping over his coat’s fabric, whereas the other was fumbling the inside of her tote bag.
You take out a hello kitty bandaid and shove it towards him. Confused, Nagumo tilts his head, face has regained its merry rictus.
“Yes?”
“Your hand is bleeding…”
Nagumo's eyes widen a bit as he speculates his hand and then looks at the bright red stain on his coat. Another laundry. He looked at the cut between his fingers, which must have sliced through when he was pulling out the blades. “Is it?” He faked his astonishment.
“That seems to be deep…you should disinfect it right away. How did you get hurt?” You bat your innocent eyes at him, before taking a look at the compact case hanging on his back with the help of a strap looped over his body. Nagumo felt his mouth dry. Well umm how does he even phrase it properly…
“A technician? You carry tools in that?” Nagumo stared at you blankly, as his brain stopped processing his thoughts, “yes” a lie slipped off pretty easily from his mouth. It's easy and convenient to lie.
You bring Nagumo's hand gently, while applying the bandaid, looped perfectly over his cuts, when he doesn't make the move to accept the help. “You should take care of yourself.” You say frowning your brows a bit at him.
“Yeah I will. Thanks.”
You smile at him before turning and taking your leave. Whereas nagumo stayed glued to the spot, watching you disappear among crowds. He peered down his hand, the hello kitty doodles stared back at him. What just happened?
Ever since that incident nagumo has lost half a quarter of his sleep, astir for no reason. Could it be the pressure of the work and the mysterious massacre caused by slur— or could it be him drifting into a relentless void staring at the hello kitty band aid given by you which he, for some ridiculous reason, framed it.
Or it could be for the number of times he visited the same alley hoping to catch sight of your fuzzy white scarf and maybe a hello kitty bandaid to offer…
Why was he even doing that?
Has he gone crazy?
Well, probably he has.
Whatever he was, Nagumo had less time to criticize himself for his sleep schedule or find the reason of trigger to his insomnia. He was on a mission to execute— find the B-grade assassin, who is suspected to have hands knotted with slur— Edo Nakamura.
And surprisingly enough his last sightings were spotted in the same alley nagumo was granted to lay his eyes on your soft frame.
After collecting several pieces of information about Edo’s past from the mission handler, nagumo noted 3 facts about him.
Edo had a history with an illegal orphanage which was later burned down for certain unknown reasons.
His speciality was poisons. He was among the very few male students from the poison department of jcc. After graduation he joined the Tokyo quarters before vanishing into thin air right when the massacre started.
And lastly, he was said to have a sister.
And that specific sister runs her own bakery, which is also somewhere situated amidst the nooks and hooks of this alley.
Edo is suspected of treachery and might have caused the opening to the breaking of the Tokyo headquarters. And from what the papers suggests, it took less than a millisecond for nagumo to come to the conclusion that Edo might have visited his sister before his traces faded.
And that sister might lead to the advantage of revealing the pathway to slur’s so-called puppet ‘Edo’.
‘Little a lot’— was the name of the bakery….and it wasn't a hassle when just a few turns led to the vibrant blue of old summer sky drew him in.
Nagumo thought to himself, what'd this serene peace of blue would look like if he rather tainted it with splatters of chaotic blood.
What if the slow tendrils of this freshly baked bread had a hint of metallic, iron like pungency? His lips creaked as corners turn upwards in a gleaming smile. Shall he force edo’s sister to lure him in here and satisfy the itch of his palm?
‘Clang-dong'
A step echoed as he entered the bakery. It was quiet inside and the owner wasn't seen to be near.
Nagumo swallowed his chuckle. It'd be so fun to break this silent melody with wretched screams. Shall he hide? Oh it'd be very fine to kill them both wouldn't it? the brother and the sister, both? After all, they might feel lonely if one crossed the line of death but the other didn't. Wouldn't they?
‘Clang-dong’
“Oh, a customer! I'm sorry I wasn't around, what would you need si— hey aren't you the guy from the other day?”
“...huh?”
“Is your wound healed now?... don't you remember me? I'm the one who offered you a bandaid that day when—”
Nagumo interrupts, “are you the owner of this bakery?”
“Um yeah?...” You tilt your head in confusion at the black haired guy you met a few days ago. “Do you need something from here?”
“Uh…yeah anything baked you feel’d be the best.” Nagumo answers after a while. What was it supposed to mean? You were Edo’s…sister? The broad plan of executing double murders was long forgotten from his mind, replaced by a dull throb in his chest and ragged breaths.
You nodded your head slipping behind the counter and packing some of the freshly baked blueberry muffins from the oven into the takeout box. Your delicate fingers brushed back your strands of hair, before drawing out a paper bag to proceed with his order.
“That'd be 3,500 yen. I…uh.. packed you blueberry muffins.” You stated, a bit nervously as the huge man kept staring at you with blank eyes.
“...yeah. thanks.” Nagumo handed down the cash to the coin tray on the counter with one hand while the other took his unplanned pakage after shoving his wallet back to his pocket.
Your fingers brushed with his ever so slightly and the dull throb on his chest intensified. He felt delirious, dizzy and unorganised. What was wrong, wasn't he supposed to stop with his bullshit and rather execute his mission?
He didn't stop walking until he was out of the bakery. Or till the some sort of intensified throb on his chest calmed. Only then did he walk back in.
He'd straight go to work. Get the details about edo and—
“You forgot something, Sir?”
Silence.
“Uh…your name?” what the heck? Wasn't he about to ask about edo?
“Y/n. And yours?” You said, shades of faint red painting your cheeks. Your name was so beautiful, he thought.
“yoichi. Nagumo yoichi.”
Back on his way home, he repeated your name several times in several different tones and felt an unusual rush of fervor delight rushing through his veins, similar yet even more intense than when he kills on his missions.
