Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

chp: 41

Suna and Atsumu slowly walked through the room, finding nothing to be worth while to look into.

"Osamu," Suna whispered, putting his hand out from stopping Atsumu to walk any further, "what does the place look like? What do we need to do?"

They could hear the keyboard noise from Osamu typing in something, "Seems like no one is near your area. But this room belongs to someone, so you must hurry and get out before they come back. Take a right and stay near the wall. The cameras in the hallway have a blind spot and that's the wall. Stay pressed against it."

They said nothing, their eyes glancing around the room. It looked bare, the only thing there was basically other weapons. No pictures, no journals, nothing. The bed was (F/C), but that meant nothing.

If only they had looked around more they could've found out everything, but they left the room. Missing an important secret door on the floor.

They made a right and stayed on the wall, their backs pressed against it. They slowly walked the walls.

"Stop moving." Osamu said, "Somethings not right. I'm not seeing any dots of anyone in the building..."

"Maybe they're all in one room? Could be like a meeting about their next move? Can you see that far into the mansion?" Atsumu asked, eyes looking around.

"Give me a sec."

They waited patiently, hearing nothing on the other end for some time.

"Osamu?" Suna asked, growing impatient, "'Samu, dammit why is taking so long?" He seethed.

Still there was nothing, and finally some movement. Some noise.

"S-sorry... I wasn't sure what to do at first."

"But you always know what to do... do we need to come back?" Atsumu asked, "Maybe this isn't as important."

Osamu looked at his screen, only seeing Atsumu and Suna's dots. He gulped when he felt a pressure on his shoulder.

He shook his head, "No, keep going." He took a shaky inhale, "I'll show you the way."

The pressure subsided, before he felt a gun to his head.

"Good, you're going to give them every direction I tell you okay? Or I'll kill you and then them."

Osamu turned his head to look, but this person was covered head to toe in black. There was also another person with their arms crossed holding a gun as well.

"You don't want that, do you?" The other guy began to walk to them, "Such a shame they left you here. They should've known you would need a bit of protection." This person sounded masculine.

Osamu only shivered, turning his head. Hating himself for being so easily overpowered. They knew, they knew all along they were here. But how long had they been up on the roof? How long had they been watching?

They only showed up when Suna and Atsumu left that room on the fifth floor. He tried his best to fight back, but they easily took him down. Restraining him. Making him do as they pleased. But he had no clue how or why?

"Tell them to take another right." The one behind him said, sounded feminine. "And if you say you're in trouble I'll kill you and my brother over there will kill the other two. You should've minded your own business."

He shakily nodded his head.

"Take another right." Osamu said, "There should be a door up ahead."

They looked at the camera noticing it was blinking.

"How do we avoid the camera?" Suna asked.

"Hm," Osamu began to to look at the hidden people. His eyes going back to the laptop. His fingers trembling, hating that he was going through with this. "The camera in about 30 seconds will begin to turn in your direction. Once it starts to move you will immediately have to duck and roll on the ground. That way you can avoid it and go unseen. You'll still be hidden from the camera's view."

They didn't respond, happy to know that Osamu was watching their back and doing everything he could to keep them safe.

They saw the camera begin to move, "Now!" Suna whisper-shouted.

They both darted under the camera. Rolling to the other side of the hallway. Their back hit the wall, but that was intentional. They quickly scooted themselves up. Backs still on the wall.

"In about 40 feet there will be three paths. One left, one right and one straight ahead. Take a left. Once you walk past three different metal doors, there should be a copper one, go through that one."

"Got it." Suna said looking at Atsumu, "Let's move."

Osamu watched as their dots began to move forward. Going in the directions he said. Watching as they got to the copper door. His heart was beating rapidly, he bit his lip.

Opening his mouth to tell them to go back. But the person behind him touched his head again with their gun. Putting their finger on the trigger.

"Don't worry about your friends." She laughed, Osamu picking out that she was a girl, "We'll keep them and you alive. You can go back to where you came from and tell them we have two of your people. They can try and get them out. Or he, we want one person to come. We want him dead."

"Who?" Osamu asked, making sure his mic was off so he wouldn't get them killed.

"(M/N)," she lied, "He's been causing us trouble. We want him."

Osamu turned his head, eyes wide, "Yeah, well, get in line. You're not the only ones who want him dead."

"Oh, we know." The brother of the two said, grabbing Osamu's laptop, seeing the two dots right in front of the copper door filled with at least ten of their people. "We will be the ones to kill him. Then we will let them go once we have (M/N)."

He turned the laptop back to Osamu, his eyes hitting the screen. He gulped and turned his mic back on. He listened to them. Better to do what they said so they wouldn't die. At least when (M/N) goes, Suna and Atsumu will get out in one piece. Hopefully.

"Proceed with caution." Osamu said.

So they did, opening the door. Seeing ten people in there. All with guns, but one had dual swords on his back. It was Alizer.

He curved in a smirk, "I knew when you came to that party something was off. You were trying to infiltrate us, huh?"

Suna and Atsumu gulped, they stood no fighting chance against them. They remembered how (M/N) described him, described them, there was nothing they could do. They wouldn't live if they fought.

"Where's that girl that was with you? Or was that just a cover up as well?" He laughed, everyone laughing as well. "Too bad though, you guys would've been perfect."

"Osamu?" Atsumu whispered, repeating his name, "Is there anyway we can get out of this alive?"

"No... don't fight or run, you'll both die." He said, looking away from the screen in a guilty look, "I'm sorry that I did this to you guys. I messed up, I didn't think they could mess up my screen and stuff. I promise I'll go back and get help."

"Just hurry. We will be okay." Suna said, looking back at them.

He lifted his hands up, Atsumu looked at him in surprise.

"You're not even going to put up a fight?" Atsumu snapped, "This isn't the Suna I know!"

"Yea it is." Suna glanced at him, "We fight, we die. We are choosing the best and smartest way right now. Atsumu," he sharply said his name, causing the fake blonde to tense, "Put your hands up and surrender as well."

So he did. Both looking down in shame. Their pride withered away.

"Smart choice," Alizer licked his lips, putting his hands behind his back, "Take them away."