Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

Chp: 31

TW: mentions of blood, a bit more graphic from other fight scenes.

As the silver eyed male was focused on the dagger coming towards him, (M/N) changed movements.

He quickly moved closer to the male. Watching as the taller moved his shoulder to dodge it.

"You'll have to do better than that." He chuckled darkly, looking to where (M/N) should've been.

Key word: should've.

His eyes widened.

"You thought I would be dumb enough to not move?" A cocky voice rung out above him.

His eyes widened as he looked up, seeing the smaller male in the air, going behind him. His smirk widened, his eyes darken with the sense of killing.

The silver eyed male gasped slightly, remembering those words from Mika. 'You haven't seen the eyes I've seen. He may seem blank or cold hearted, but on the receiving end of him wanting you dead... They look as if he could kill you with his eyes. That when you looked into them, they'll pull you in and destroy you. He's a killer, a cold hearted, cold blooded killer! He has no remorse on who it is, he does what he wants and gets whatever he desires.' He finally knew the eyes Mika was talking about, he was on the receiving end. He did not like it, not one bit.

His eyes calculated (M/N)'s movements, but none could've helped him predict what was about to happen.

He reached up ready to pull (M/N) down from the air, but it was as if he predicted he would do that. (M/N) shifted his body, his dominant hand reaching out for the dagger that was still flying in a straight line. His right foot pushed against the taller's hand, causing him to curse out in pain.

He flipped himself in the air, his fingers brushing against the steel of his dagger, before finally gripping onto the handle. He turned his body more, bringing his dominant hand downwards.

The silvered eyed male did his best to dodge it, moving his head backwards a bit, the edge of the blade skimming his neck. Drawing a bit of blood. He wiped it away, looking at it. Surprise hit him, this wasn't how this night was supposed to go.

"Never take your eye off your opponent."

He quickly looked up, seeing (M/N) right there readying his fist to throw a punch. He put his arms in a x formation, blocking the punch being thrown at him, but still; he felt -and heard- a crack from the impact of his punch.

He bit his bottom lip to suppress the urge to scream, drawing blood from his lip.

He quickly pulled out a small dagger, nothing compared to (M/N)'s, but it was doable. He slashed it forward, seeing (M/N) using both of his daggers to block him.

"Is this all you got?" (M/N) taunted, spinning quickly to kick the male's gut.

The male stumbled backwards, his back hitting the edge of the hospital bed. A slight shuffle from the bed caused both of them to freeze.

(M/N) more. Was Jay okay? Was he waking up?

His thoughts running rapidly caused him to miss the fist coming straight for his jaw. The impact reached everyone's ears.

Suna and Kita cringed at that, but kept their eyes glued to the fight.

(M/N) took a step back, cupping his cheek. He winced a bit, he removed his hand. He saw small droplets of blood drip down on to the tile floor. He took the back of his hand and wiped his mouth clean, licking the blood off of his hand.

With a light, mocking chuckle he spoke words that made all three male's shiver, "What a nice punch. Surprised you managed to get a hit on me. Next time, you won't be so lucky."