Hollow Soul

Chapter 5: The one they call Tendo

December 7th 2021    6:57 p.m.

Y/n POV

"We've looked all over, there is no sign of any of his comrades." Shirabu says standing at the other side of the dining table. I mindlessly twirl a wine glass in between my fingers, "It's not like they have disappeared off the face of the earth Shirabu," I place down the glass with a small sigh, "Don't force me to get involved with such a trivial matter." Shirabu stiffens under my darkened gaze and nods. "I'm more than sure you're capable of locating a few pests, otherwise what are you here for?" I lean back in my chair crossing my legs with a sly grin. He chews on his bottom lip in annoyance but nods once more.

"Yes mam, you don't have to worry. Me and Goshiki will find them." I hum in agreement and wave him away. "You can go now, tell Ushijima to get the cats to assist you. Using their old alliance can be of aid to lure the crows out of hiding." Shirabu bows, "Of course." Quickly, he exits the room leaving me alone once more to bury myself in thought. Tapping my fingers on the table, I stare at the wall in front of me in a bored manner.

My mind drifts to the events that occurred a few days ago, the fight, the kidnapping, the bedroom. I find myself constantly thinking about Tsukishima and his angry face, yet somehow charming. His golden blaring eyes burning into mine as if he was trying to see my soul. However, my brain definitely could not forget his body. In truth I was not expecting to see such a well built figure. Small waist with toned abs and a muscular chest, it suited him quite well. Nothing was exaggerated or out of proportion. He looked hot beneath me.

Although I'm not the type to fawn over a man nor let one dominate me, I am quite curious what a furious man like Tsukishima could do to me. A grin forms on my face as I remember how hard he tried to resist my advancements. It surely will be so enjoyable to shatter that dignity of his, and definitely more pleasurable to break him in other ways. Pushing myself out of my chair, I stuff my hands into my pockets. I begin to walk out of the dining hall and make my way to a steel door.

Let's see how long you can hold on to that pride of yours Tsukishima.

Tsukishima's POV

"Alright this is your last question, so ask away~" Tendo sings as he tosses a rubber ball in the air repeatedly while he sits on the bed, leaning against the wall. I raise an eyebrow at him and ponder for a moment. I shift my weight on the corner of the bed and turn to face him completely. "Is the object the rubber ball in your hand?" Tendo grins and claps excitedly.

"Correctooooo Mr. Vanillaaaa~" he tosses the ball to me and I catch it with one hand. "You're pretty good at this game, Ushijima always loses when he plays with me." The red head laughs like a child as he reminisces. "The game is not all that difficult as long as you're smart about the questions you're asking." I say plainly as I twirl the ball in between my fingers. He hums, giving me a squinted eye smile.

"Maybe it's cause of your glasses that you're so observant," he chuckles before pausing, "which by the way, I can get you some new ones since they're broken and all." It's true, he can get me a bunch of stuff as long as I ask, well of course the only exception is any technology or weapons. When I asked for a new shirt since Y/n ruined mine a few days ago, he happily obliged and retrieved me one.

"No thanks, I'm good." Tendo's smile falters for a second but it instantly returns. "If you say so." He chimes. For a few minutes it was silent, which was unusual for Tendo since all he does is talk even if I don't want him too. "So, how did you get involved with Shiratorizawa?" I slipped the question out with ease, for the past few days I've been building up to this moment in hopes I can learn more about the "notorious gang" and it's supposedly frightful leader.