Koroshiya 殺し屋 ⋮ Fushiguro Toji

Chapter 14

There was a park across the street of the restaurant. The usual vibrant greenery and miscellaneous colors from the foliage were now muted from the darkness of the night; nothing but the soft glow of the moon and scattered lampposts across the large area to illuminate the monotones of gray.

You and Toji stand somewhere in this recreational area, underneath a tall light. The guy wanted to smoke—again. It was quiet. No one occupied the park except the two of you. He stands in front of you, a couple feet away, with a hand in his pocket. His other held a cigarette in between his index and middle finger. The male brings the tobacco to his lips. His cheeks cave inward slightly when he inhales and you hear his breath as he exhales. The smoke blows out of his mouth in a sharp straight line before it curls into thick clouds of pale white. Due to a windless night, the translucent mists hang around a bit before they dissipate into the air. He brings his hand back down to his side. The tip of his cigarette burns a bright orange. He flicks the filter with his thumb and the ash falls. Toji continues to stare at you like he had been this entire time.

"Take a picture." You say, "It'll last longer."

He chuckles, because he remembers saying something quite similar the night he had his hand drenched with your slick.

"So—" the man indulges in his smoke again, "—are you horny?"

You scoff as you look in another direction, away from his eyes, "I said no, didn't I?"

You shake your head and wonder how he could possibly be asking you something so indecent. Actually, how could he ask anyone something like that? But then your rebellious mind imagines what it would be like to have something other than his fingers inside you. And your unwavering eyes with your blank expression sell you out.

Toji sees this and he smirks. He was a master of perception after all, "You sure about that?"

You blink and bring your gaze back to the green-eyed male. You try not to burn with heat, "One hundred percent."

The man sucks on his teeth lightly, "You know how much I hate liars, right?"

"It doesn't matter if im lying or not. I can't....." you don't say the words, ".....with you."

"You can't." He smokes again, "Doesn't mean you don't want to."

"Doesn't matter what I want." You blow out your cheeks and shake your head, "Do you have any sense of morality? Integrity?"

The guy snorts he throws his cigarette butt onto the floor and puts it out with his shoe, "I think you've already crossed that line. Remember?"

A sense of uneasiness courses through you. You bite your lip.

"If there's anything I learned in this life. Is that if you want something, go and get it." Toji continues to speak, "If I want it, I'll work for it. If I'm working for it, I'll work until I get it. So, yes, I'll get what I want."

You hear him playing with the keys sitting in the pocket of his pants and you grow timid, "And... what is it that you want?"

"I'm sure I don't need to spell it out for you." Toji steps closer.

You step back, "I can't..."

"Why? Because you have a boyfriend?"

You nod.

The man shrugs as if to say 'whatever'.

You cross your arms over your chest and shift your weight from one leg to the other, "I-I think I should get going soon."

"I'll walk you home."

"No. That's fine."

"It's late." His tone grows firm, "It can be dangerous for a girl."