Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

chp: 44

(M/N) walked to his room, wanting to relax for a bit, flopping on his bed. He was so tired and Suna always waking him up interrupted his sleep. He checked to see how much time he had left before he should try and make an effort to get them, he already knew where they were at.

He looked at his ceiling, he was going to speak to Alizer but he missed his bed.

He debated on taking a power nap or speaking to Alizer. He hoped Atsumu and Suna were in decent shape to help him get them out. He hoped he wouldn't have to put too much effort, but you would never know when it comes to Alizer.

He faced away from the ceiling and looked at the timer once more, he still had an hour and thirty minutes. He clenched his sheets and closed his eyes, a power nap was what he decided on.

Yet, a knock was heard. He opened his eyes and scowled, even when Suna wasn't interrupting his sleep, Suna's spirit was still there. He slowly got up and opened it, his face had turned to a hard glare.

"I was going to take a power nap." (M/N) crossed his arms.

Alizer smirked, "Yes, but then we wouldn't be able to go over what's about to happen in about an hour or less. Now would we?"

(M/N) blinked, turning around and kicking his rug over the door on his floor. Subtly doing it so Alizer couldn't see.

"I suppose not." (M/N) responded, now standing on the rug, he cocked his head to the right looking at Alizer with no emotion, "How many White Jade's are there?"

Alizer leaned against the door frame, "Ten to be exact."

"Seems simple enough."

"Don't get too big headed. It's ten against one, what makes you so sure you could come out alive?"

(M/N) tilted his head. Fully turning to face Alizer, his feet planted firmly on the rug.

"And what makes you think I'll fail? After all; you were the one to train me. Shouldn't I be a strong weapon?"

"Weapon?"

(M/N) tugged at his hair, "Did I say 'weapon'?" He chuckled a bit, "I meant son. I mean as a child I trained day and night to fight. I was able to use a gun by five, perfected it -without missing a shot- by almost seven. By seven and a half I was an expert on knives, kunai's, shuriken's, daggers, hell even training with fake wooden knives. By eight, I was able to use long swords such as samurai's, katana's, dual swords and more. Wasn't perfect till age ten. And after that, that's when you decided to polish my hand to hand."

Alizer wiped sweat off his brow. "Yes... you are able to do all those things." Does he know? How? "I would expect nothing less from the Hid- from my son." He nervously smiled as the male in front of him stared at him. Reading him like an open book.

"Then what makes you think the White Jade's will even lay a hand on me? I've killed them once, I'll do it again." He blinked at him, "You're not questioning me, are you? I hold more power than you, what makes you think you could?"

(M/N) was pushing his luck. His anger getting the best of him. Alizer trained him to basically be a robot, there was no time for anger. No time for happiness. No time for sadness. No time for any emotion. So why was it starting to surface now? Maybe because (M/N) was getting tired of everything and wanted to be fully in control. Alizer thought he would be behind the scenes, he thought he had the upper hand, but (M/N) had been controlling him since finding out he was next in line to be the boss.

"Yes, I do apologize for doubting you, I would never question you." He sighed but played it off by laughing, "I expect nothing less from the future leader of the Deadly Dragons. You're almost twenty, and by then it shall be yours."