Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

chp: 46

⚠️WARNING: the next two chapters will be slightly longer and will be violent, having mentions of killing and blood. i was watching kingsman while making this, so... that's probably why it's violent.⚠️

(M/N) went out first, quickly flipping -in the air side ways- over a few bullets he sensed in the air. He landed gracefully and ran at them, sliding on his knees to dodge a sharp katana piercing its way through the air.

He popped his knees up to land on his feet as he jumped in the air, spinning a bit and kicking one person in the head. Watching them fall. He looked up briefly, Atsumu saw a knew look in his eyes.

"Even when he's all beat up..." Atsumu's mouth dropped in awe, "he doesn't need help."

Suna laughed weakly, clutching his stomach as the pain increased, "Why do you think I was surprised he left you and 'Samu unharmed when you yelled at him?"

Atsumu's eyes widened, "Oh..." was all he could say before running out there.

He hid behind the wall that was closest to them, looking out as he fired the gun (M/N) gave him, shooting one in the hand before it even touched the small male.

(M/N) briefly looked at him, nodding his head in thanks before focusing on the battle in front of him. (M/N) went to the loop on the back of his pants, quickly pulling out an (F/C) dagger he had stolen from that sparring night.

He spun it before stopping it in front of his face, his free arm just below his chin, blocking his neck. He licked his lips as a smirk curved up.

"Finally, I get to kill." He said.

He pulled the dagger up, cutting a nearby hand, making this mysterious person drop their gun. (M/N) watched as they clutched their hand, holding onto the blood that was oozing out. (M/N) lunged at them, they reacted quickly and dodged.

(M/N) chuckled as he quickly spun and caught their punch. Pulling them closer and taking his dagger, lifting it up in the air, "See you in hell." He said before quickly killing them, the blade of the dagger going straight through their neck.

"One down, nine more to go."

He felt better. He wasn't able to get his anger out before, and now, he doesn't have to hold back. He didn't care for their lives, they weren't important. They meant nothing but an extra kill on his list.

(M/N) jumped and did an ariel, landing on his feet and quickly going into a splits formation. Dodging a kick and a punch. Those two had hit each other instead of him. He put his hands behind him and pushed himself upwards, landing his semi-backwards flip.

He grabbed each of their body parts, the leg and the arm, pulling them both together. Knocking their heads together as they fell back, before they touched the ground he pulled out a second dagger -not as big as the (F/C) one- and shot them to the side. Extending his arms out all the way as the daggers pierced through their skin. They screamed and (M/N) rolled his eyes at their weakness, he lifted his arms up quickly,  the blade going upwards. Going through every vital point he could reach.

They fell to the ground, blood seeping around their bodies.

"Three down, seven more to go." He looked around and all of them were caving in on him, his lips turned into a frown, "I hope you don't think you can touch me. You still don't outrank me in number, skill or speed."

He jumped and put his hands on a someone's shoulders, squeezing it as his fingernails dug in their skin. Making them clutch onto his wrist, desperate to get out of his hold. His feet landed on the ground as his hands were still attached to the person's shoulders.