Oneshots I Never Finished (TR Edition)

wine and women. ran. - chp 1

𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍, they were nothing but a bunch of whores in the eyes of someone as cunning as haitani ran. For him, the opposite sex was nothing more than a bunch of dolls that, if pretty and attractive, is only used for nothing more than satisfying a full-grown man.

Ironically speaking, he thinks like a man born in the Japanese Heian period. With his left leg crossed over his right one, one of Bonten's top brass couldn't help but sigh in pure amusement. "Just look at this mess." Haruchiyo Sanzu sneered, a huge yet mocking grin decorating his fellowed face.

"Shut up or I'll shove you in the middle of the dance." Clearly annoyed over his pink companion, Rindou Haitani threatens while rubbing his forehead in irritation.

Upon hearing the younger Haitani say that, Sanzu simply ignores his implication and continued acting like a flimsy addict as he pointed out flaws that his eyes catch sight of. Well, he knew all to well that it was just an empty threat.

With a bitter expression plastered across his face, he chuckled arrogantly. "Fuck, who would've thought that pig would actually invite us in something ridiculous...!" Sanzu declares, catching the attention of the very few fellow guests.

This caused the rest of Bonten's executives to forcibly shut him up, one of them being Haitani Ran who wacked him with an earsplitting smile. "This party will be broadcasted live, now shut your trap, or else I'll push you down this very same balcony."

Sanzu groaned and rolled his eyes at his statement, Mikey who sat aside wasn't pleased with what he had just said out loud after all. He then just sat on the velvet and luxurious foreign divan, crossed his arms together, and watched the arising show playing in front of him and his affiliation.

Currently, all of Bonten's top members were all gathered in one place. They were at a ballroom theater.

An unlikely location where men such as them aren't even supposed to be at in the first place. Well, it was simply nothing more than a place befitting to be attended by the 'royalty' or in what they believe to be no other than the corrupted good guys.

Obviously, all the way from their leader--- Manjiro to Sanzu, Kakucho, Takeomi, Kokonoi, Kanji, and the Haitani's, they felt nothing but boredom.

Though they need to be cautious because they were in an exposed place, the unamusement of seeing people idly dancing down their luxurious balcony just felt overall ridiculous. It was such a waste of time, honestly. But what else can they do?

Because of Mikey's carelessness when left alone, he ended up landing all of his executives alongside with him at a fancy and English-colonized theater where people wearing such fancy clothes are seen greedily gazing at women dancing in dresses.

They were invited by one of Mikey's most trusted sponsors, the western Yakuza people.

Although, just as a few hours passed by with mostly Bonten's executives eating dined cuisines and imported wines, then they heard the sudden announcement that came from the ballroom host.

"Now, before all of us finally starts the party, I now bestow to all of you, ladies and gentlemen, our final dancer for the day..." With pride and greed lingering across the host's voice, he pridefully says.

Of course, cue to what was currently happening, all of the bonten executives immediately looked down from the indoor balcony they were at and curiously listened to the speaker's announcement.

But, before the host can even finish his statement, the sudden change of atmosphere started to wave across the whole ballroom as a lady wearing such a beautiful ballroom dress entered along with a proper-looking man.

Because of the unexpected wave of auspiciousness, a man as cunning as Haitani Ran started to raise an eyebrow as he sets his eyes down the dancefloor. Gawking down, the lilac-haired executive couldn't help but widen his eyes as he saw a beautiful lady dominating all of his desires.

Standing from the soft divan he sat at, Ran decided to approach the balcony in order to get a much clearer view of the sudden appearance of this person. But unexpectedly, the lovestruck face that he suddenly expressed almost a second upon seeing the lady made a clear impression on him.

Down the dancefloor, he caught sight of a beautiful lady who looked as elegant and blooming as a lily. And as she approached and centered the dancefloor more, the more Ran couldn't help but let himself submerge into a trance.

A typical way of falling in love: it was clearly love at first sight.

Like a drunken man, Ran gazed down the ballroom with a focused expression directed onto the lady preparing to dance in the center of the circular dancefloor along with her partner. As some people started clapping upon seeing her bow, Ran felt his heart beating at an insane speed.

The lilac-haired man's legs became feeble at this point, and his body was so light that he began to get slightly obsessed at he looked at the lady with platinum blond hair almost resembling that of an albino's hair. His breathing became phased and his pupils started to zoom.

The structural balcony he was at was only a floor down the dance floor and the fact that in his eyes, the lady wearing such lofty and glowing flared dress was clearer than anything in his sight, as if a camera zooming at a flower, clearly tells how lovestruck he looked.

"Hey! What the fuck, man? Get out of the way, I'm trying so hard to look at her and now you're blocking me?" Kokonoi attempted to shake Ran out of his own little world, only to be ignored.

This caught the younger Haitani's attention. And the way he saw his brother looking down the balcony, gazing at the performer with such soft and submissive eyes as he couldn't care less how many people looked at his befalling gaze, Rindou curiously looks at his brother.

He stood up from his seat and stood beside his brother. "Ran, what are you up to?" Rindou lazily asks, but ends up getting ignored.

He didn't bother his silence at first and just snooped a glance at the older Haitani. But shock befell him upon seeing the gaze Ran gave the female dancer, Rindou expressed a ridiculed face.

Are you kidding me? He thought, sweatdropping before looking over at the woman he gazed at. But just before Rindou can find out who made his brother suddenly look stupidly in love, the host once again spoke in a belated manner.

"I present to all of you, the lady of the day... Lady Kawakami Miki !"

i think this draft's title was 'seventeen dystopia' cus i originally planned it to have seventeen chapters.