SIGNIFICANCE - sanzu haruchiyo x reader fanfic

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for better understanding and reading experience please remember that this is a third person view. the author is the one narrating

TW/CW : mention of mental illness, trauma, abuse, death, drugs and alcohol.

please if you're sensitive about the topics mentioned, i do not recommend you to read my work. <3

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today is a very crummy day for sanzu haruchiyo. just like any other person, even the most ruthless criminal in Tokyo experience bad days.

to sanzu's men, days like this are worse than cleaning after a messy murder done by their boss since they might be cleaning their comrade's cold body, it actually happens more often than you think. I'll tell you that.

unfortunately, the bar they're planning to hang out for tonight is packed. who knows how many people will test his patience, right? judging by the long line at the entrance, it would be a lot. they were ratted out recently too, they really need to lie low for now if they don't want their euphoric days to come to an end.

"it's a bit crowded here, don't you think? let's just hop to another bar." kakucho attempting to save himself time from looking for new men to work for them by just shifting to another bar.

though the line of their applicants is long they're still unsure whom to trust. it's extremely hard to look for new trusted ones to work for them due to obvious reasons. most of the time, they just treat their workers as disposable garbage that you can throw out once it's used.

knowing that his co-worker is having a bad day, it's not impossible for haruchiyo to lash out at his subordinates and take his anger out on them.

nobody knows what made sanzu this pissed making it even harder for them to improve his day. all they could think about is bringing him to a bar with the best chicks in town.

ignoring the black-haired scarred fellow, sanzu just walked straight inside and sat on a random table he spotted, without any words coming out of his mouth everyone on the table left immediately due to sanzu's frightening aura.

before following the pink haired man to the table, kakucho approached the waiter to order their usual

"man what happened? you're scaring the fuck out of people immediately. i told you, we need to lie low after getting tattled out to the police." kakucho finally having enough of his acquaintance's behavior.

"those damn traitors didn't even squeal that much, i felt like it wasn't even worth it killing them," he clicks his tongue before continuing his sentence. "i should've purged their families and friends before doing so." he said, grabbing the glass that the waiter just gave them.

what sanzu said was surprising, funny and confusing at the same time for kakucho, not knowing what to say he just sighed and took a sip from his drink. "what a psychopath." he muttered.

ladies began to swarm around the table, trying to catch the bontens number 2's attention. who wouldn't want to be the infamous sanzu haruchiyo's lady, right? even just sleeping with him is worth showing off.

loud music began to play, changing the atmosphere of the club. ladies in pretty clothing started to dance making the man in purple suit switch his gaze to them but unfortunately, his view was blocked by a lady in black who was seated in front of him making him clench his jaw.

his men, knowing what might happen to the poor girl, one of them approached her.

she looked soft and fragile, but at the same time she possesses a forceful and intense aura. you can tell that the surrounding guys are trying to hit on her as they offer her drinks, yet the girl seems to be unbothered not even moving an inch, just blank (your eye color) eyes looking forward as she watches the pretty ladies swaying on the stage.

"excuse me miss? our boss isn't really having a great day, you see. if you could kindly leave this table and find another one to avoid getting killed." the man politely said, getting intimidated by the lady's intense aura.

"i didn't pay for shit to watch at the back. who the fuck cares." the lady said with hardness on each word not even looking at the man standing beside him not even a second pass, and she already felt something cold behind her head.

sanzu was a bit confused since the girl didn't flinch nor move a muscle. he pointed his revolver on her skull, making him hesitate a bit on pulling the trigger.

everyone's eyes are on them, this is more interesting than the performers on stage. the men who tried to make her leave now feels extreme guilt since he couldn't make her leave. but surprisingly, she isn't nervous or scared at all, what a weird girl.

the girl sighed as she finished her drink and turned around. the gun is now pointed in front of her head. now looking eye to eye with the pink haired man. everyone was shocked by her actions, even sanzu himself, her actions pissed him off.

"shoot, dumbass. are you scared?" the girl teases. what exactly is running on this girl's mind. where did she even get her guts from? sanzu's men could really use some, so they could stand up for themselves when they get belittled by their boss.

"oi if i were you I'd shut up before i drop dead on the floor!" kakucho shouted worried about, not just the girl, but the chaos sanzu might cause that might catch the cops' attention late this night.

"you're crazy, woman. it's not entertaining to kill suicidal people like you" sanzu said, you can tell by his tone that he really lost his motive on shooting the girl which made almost everyone relieved.

she sighs, "i thought I'd finally die right here, what a let-down." she said with a sad tone. sanzu obviously heard that, making the woman more intriguing to him.

she stood up and started to walk away. her figure wasn't seen when she was sitting but as she stood up, you can witness how drop dead gorgeous her form looks which made sanzu attracted to her, now he knows what'll improve his day.

"hey kakucho, do you have any idea who that lunatic is?" kakucho chuckled since sanzu is a lunatic himself, ironic.

"i don't know, you find it out since you seem too interested" what kakucho said made sanzu click his tongue,, but it's true, though.

"fuck you then, bastard." he replied as sanzu started to walk away from the scarred man.

"eh? you're gonna follow her? that's new." kakucho said, obviously exaggerating his shocked tone.