Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

Chp: 3

(M/N) took a deep breath after shooting, he turned to them sheepishly, "I- uh... I don't really know how to... get the um- bullets out of the holder." He mentally cringed at the words he used and how he said it. 'This better be worth is Alizer.' He sneered in his mind.

Koda and Aran looked at him with weird looks, "Sheesh you really can't use a gun." Koda chuckled dryly, "But you did hit two targets in the shoulder and one on the chest... the other two you completely missed." Koda rubbed his chin, "Impressive for someone who can't really use it."

"Well, I tired my best. I didn't want to fail too terribly." (M/N) sarcastically smiled at the person who rarely talked and only studied.

"I say you're faking it." Aran butted in, for no reason, still suspicious of the shorter male. His eyes looking (M/N) up and down.

Which he had every right to, who would randomly show up? How could he just pop and say 'yeah, i did my research.' It just didn't work like that.

(M/N) turned to him with a scowl, "The hell does that mean?"

"Exactly what I just said." Aran crossed his arms, looking bored, "I've seen plenty of fake people to know when someone is fake."

"How do you know? I could just be this bad in real life. I did mention earlier I'm better at hand-to-hand and knives." (M/N) huffed, crossing his arms.

Aran narrowed his eyes at him, (M/N) was not taking his stare lightly. Even though he was much shorter, he 100% knew he could take down this guy. He was the strongest at the 'Deadly Dragons' hell, he trained non stop. He was probably the strongest person in Japan, maybe even the world, but it's not like he would tell them.

"The hell you looking at, giant?" (M/N) snapped, getting irritated. "Want to try saying it to my face? Instead of to my back."

Both boys didn't notice four new presences in the room, too busy glaring at one another.

"Uh guys-" Koda was cut off.

"I don't think you're fit to be here." Aran said, glaring at the shorter one. "I don't think you should walk out alive."

(M/N) released a dry chuckle, he hunched over laughing, he then stood straight up. Sending shivers down Aran's spine, (M/N)'s eyes were covered by his (H/C) hair and a sinister smirk was on his face. (M/N) calmly walked to the taller one. He stopped in front of him before looking up, his eyes were blank but he was glaring.

He was tired of being talked down on, if only Aran knew who he was. Aran would've been dead in a flat second.

He yanked Aran's shirt down to his level, his eyes not wavering from Aran's, his smirk completely dropped before his voice was heard.

"I don't remember asking for your opinion. I could kick your ass in a split second, don't test me." His voice said, a few octaves lower than usual. Practically snarling. "In fact I could kill you." He whispered for only Aran to hear, "Don't test me."

"Well, it seems the newbie is all talk." An unfamiliar voice said.

That smug voice did not sit right with (M/N), he snapped his glare to the new people in the room. Making two people, Atsumu and Osamu, jump back slightly from the threatening eyes. Suna didn't feel effected by the smaller one.

"I'm not all talk." (M/N) said rather calmly, he shoved Aran way and turned back to the targets. "I'll show you I'm not all talk." He said.

"Good, I'm your sparring partner. Suna Rintaro."

'I already knew who you were. I know everyone here.' "Nice to meet you, I'm (M/N)."

"Last name?" Suna asked.

(M/N) looked at him, blinking a few time, "I don't have one. I've been on my own so I never really remembered it." He lied straight through his teeth.

"I don't believe you." Aran bluntly said.

(M/N) clenched his fist, "I don't need you to believe me you no good son of a bi-"

"(M/N), that's enough, spar with Suna." Kita butted in.

(M/N) looked at his boss, nodding slightly but still glaring at Aran. The twins felt uneasy with the atmosphere, they didn't know (M/N), but they knew Suna and Aran.

"Follow me, Angel." Suna brought his hand up to wave him over.

"Don't call me that, I'm everything but an angel ." (M/N) scoffed.

A sly smirk made its way to Suna's face, "You seem like an Angel." He sarcastically said.

"Why you-" (M/N) went to launch himself at Suna, but Koda grabbed the back of his collar.

"Save it for the match." Koda whispered.

"Whatever..." (M/N) mumbled, Koda let go of him and he followed Suna out to the area they would be fighting in.

Everyone was following them, including people (M/N) has yet to meet and associate with. Whispers were heard.

"Suna's the strongest here, how can the new guy handle him?"
"Oh I feel bad for the shortie."
"No way, I have a feeling the newbie will win!"

And so on, (M/N) looked at the back of Suna's head, his eyes going to a certain hair standing up on its own, "Hey Cowlick, you're the strongest here?"

They walked into the 'arena' and Suna snapped his head towards him. A strained smile made its way to his face, ignoring the dumb nickname.

"Yes I am. Don't chicken out on me now, Angel." He taunted.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Cowlick." (M/N) ruffled his own hair, looking blankly at Suna.

Suna's eyes twitched in annoyance, but nonetheless, they both got into their fighting stances.

The tension was rising. Everyone's breath caught in their throat.

All (M/N) had to do was remember he wasn't supposed to go full strength. He didn't want to make it too obvious that everyone in the building could die by his hand. He had to keep himself a secret till the time was right.