Silver Spoon Love // Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader

Chapter One You've been really good, you've been thinking bout been bad

In the back room of the restaurant across the street from Club Zero, Akashi Takeomi's cell phone chimed to let him know he had received a text message. Several executives from Bonten sat around the large dining table having just finished their meal. Enjoying their cigars that paired perfectly with the smoky bourbon in their glasses. The group was missing its leader, Manjiro Sano, who had business to attend to with a yakuza boss that would supply Bonten with more weapons. Mikey had taken along with him Mochizuku Kanji so around the table sat the other six  executives.

Exhaling a large cloud of smoke Akashi flipped over his phone and opened his messages. They look like they're having fun he thought to himself as he thoroughly examined the picture Senju had sent him. Her bright smile lit up the forefront of the photo; the background contained just about every brand of junk food you could think of : several bags of chips, a large bowl of popcorn, and an assortment of candy and energy drinks. Scattered around the food was textbooks of varying subjects and notebooks with scribbled words and highlight streaks covering the pages. Accompanying Senju for her late-night study session was her two best friends, Nami and y/n. The girls were clad in pajamas and face masks. Y/N held a large stack of flashcards and Nami contorted her face into an eccentric expression, tongue out and eyes crossed.

Senju: still studying probably will be all weekend keep you posted

Akashi let his eyes linger back to the photo, admiring her one last time before slipping his phone back into his pocket. A self-satisfied grin back on his face. He had every right to be overprotective of his younger sister and expected these kinds of messages throughout the week. Most especially on weekends like this when she was sleeping over her friend's house. Senju and Nami had been friends since grade school but that didn't grant either of them Takeomi's trust. The two had been handfuls since before puberty and consistent troublemakers. Y/n was a new friend; Senju had met her the beginning of her third year of high school and the two had become inseparable. After meeting Y/n the first time Akashi knew he had nothing to worry about when it came to this new acquaintance. Unlike his sister, Y/n was quiet, respectful, studious, and introverted. She calmed Senju's hyperactive personality whenever she was over their family home, making his younger sister focus on the important things like homework. She also made Takeomi focus on how low-cut school skirts are these days.

The thought of her thighs flashed through his mind. Gotta focus on the task at hand now he thought to himself as he stubbed out his cigarette and cleared his throat.
"Now gentlemen, let's go over tonight's job one more time"

Now if he had done a proper investigation to the photo his sister had sent, Akashi Takeomi would have noticed that all the bags of chips, the containers of candy, even the energy drinks were not open. Upon further inspection he would've seen the reflection of the window in Y/n's thick framed glasses...which clearly showed partly cloudy sunshine unreasonable for a picture sent at almost 10pm.

"Well ladies he didn't text me back, looks like we're in the clear." Senju looked up from her phone in the direction of her partners in crime with a wide grin. A mischievous one started forming on Y/n's face as she finished applying her lip gloss, "I've said it before, and I'll say it again... my plans always work."

The trio had in fact rushed to the convenient store after school for the assortment and then went to Y/n's home. Multitasking like mad women, they put on pajamas, face masks, laid out the snacks, opened their school bags and books, assembling a fool proof way to trick Senju's older brother into thinking they were staying in to study for the night. Say cheese.

"Y/n, you really should wear your glasses tonight, HAHA" Nami teased Y/n with the obnoxious pair of spectacles. "Do these things seriously work?" Nami dangled the pair in her face looking at them as if they came from another planet.
"No they're not prescription."
"That's not what I meant."
Senju let out an exasperated sigh, "Of course they work for her! In class whenever we get caught talking, passing notes or just not paying attention do you know who gets in trouble?!" she didn't wait for a reply. "ME! Every time and little miss devil in disguise does not even get a slap on the wrist. It's ridiculous!" She threw herself onto Y/n's bed in a final dramatic flop.