Hit girl (Toji Fushiguro x OC)

4

I slip on the dress I bought for the party tonight. I try to reach behind me to zip it up.

"Let me," Gojo says walking behind me to zip it up. "Are you ready for tonight."

I sigh. "The only thing I'm trying to do is to talk to him. Maybe learn more information on how to get closer to him."

"That might be tough. He is a womanizer after all," Gojo says.

I turn around and face him. "You are, too. And I know how to deal with people like that since I've been putting up with you for years."

He pouts. "How cruel, Mina."

I shrug. "Just being honest. You sure you don't want to come?"

He shakes his head. "If he sees me, he will know something is up."

"That's true. Just take care of Megumi and don't make him eat cup noodles again. I have dinner in the microave," I tell him grabbing my phone and putting it in the holster on my thigh, along with my gun.

I feel Gojo put his hand on my bare back and turn me around. "Don't die, okay?"

I smirk. "Aw, does Gojo care about me?"

"Obviously, if you died, who else would moan my name," he retorts.

I hit his arm and walk away. "I'll be back soon."

(At the party)

I pull out the fake invitation Gojo got and show it to the guy in the front, letting me in. I take a look around at the hall. It's huge. Bigger than any hall I've seen. There are a lot of people, too. Mostly rich old people drinking wine.

"Would you like a glass madam?" a young butler says holding a tray of glasses.

I nod, smiling kindly. "Yes, thank you."

I take a sip of the red wine. "Wish they had something stronger," I whisper to myself.

"I knew it," I hear a familiar voice say behind me.

I turn around and see Iwaizumi standing there with his arms crossed. I feel my body freeze. "What are you doing here?" I ask angrily.

He pulls me towards the bathrooms and I stand against the wall. "Why do you want to do this yourself? I found out about everything. Why couldn't you ask me for your help? I'm your best friend, Mina."

"This is personal business Iwa, I don't want to get you involved. Mahito might try to kill you, too," I say.

"I don't care. I'm going to help you," he says stubbornly.

I down the whole glass of wine in an instant and place it on a table. I back him into a wall and grab his face, making him look down at me. "I don't need your help, Iwa."

"Yes. You do," he grabs my hands and pulls them down. "Now shut up. You aren't getting rid of me."

I groan and close my eyes in frustration. There's no way I'm gonna get him to bacck out. Gojo probably told him everything since he seemed pretty worried about me. I'm gonna fucking kill him.

"Fine," I say pushing him away from me. "But I swear to god if you get in a situation where I'm cornered, you are running. Or else I will never forgive you. Understand?"

He gulps. He knows I'm dead serious right now. I can't lose him though. He knows this.

"Is there a problem here?" a slick voice calls.

I turn to the side and almost drop my glass. "Mr. Fushiguro," I say.

He smirks. "I saw you guys fighting, thought I should step in. Couples quarrel?"