JJBA x Reader Oneshots

Yoshikage Kira [Neko]

It was cold, dark and lonely. A storm had passed and you resided in muddy alleyways as you had no choice after being left homeless.

Now you wandered the empty streets of Morioh-Cho. But in the far distance, you could hear shoes clacking into the ground and vague splashes. "Now, who could be out at a time like this?" You pondered and hid into the shadows, waiting for this mysterious person to pass by.

They stopped just in front of you, accidentally dropping something. It was meaty, fleshy, and not to mention it smelt horrid. You scrunch your nose and backed away further but the man notices your presence.

He stared at you with a dark and empty stare however you stared back with beady eyes observing him further. He had golden locks and wore pink... Or was it a magenta suit? You couldn't tell because of the darkness. But despite his proper look, he strangely smelt like ashes. A smoker perhaps?

"My, my... What's a cute little thing like you doing here?" Ignoring his question, you proceed to stare at him. A sense of danger surrounded this man but you can't help but get curious about this stranger and his weird mushy rotting item.

He reaches out expecting you to back away from him or even scratch him but was surprised when you leaned your head onto his hand. It was warm, unlike the cold temperature of the night. "Oh, you poor thing... You must be so hungry too."

Usually, he isn't the one to take in pests from the street but it's one of those sudden urges to do something brash and bold.

You nodded upon hearing the word 'food'. Mewling at him to give you some. "I don't have one on me right now." He apologizes then picks you up with ease, you didn't even retaliate which surprised the man. Was it due to feeling at ease with this dangerous man? or you were very hungry to the point you can no longer fight back? It was mostly the latter considering the man could easily see your rib cage.

"There, there... We're not far from home." His hands were big and warm... It was enough to make you feel drowsy or fall asleep even. But the time you close your eyes, the sounds of a door being opened brought you back.

You were now inside a stranger's house.

He flicks on the light causing you to be momentarily blind but you gained your sight back after adjusting to your surroundings. The interior of his home was minimalistic. It was certainly better than boxes or previous houses you've ever been in. The place was huge!

Your drowsiness disappeared as you look around in awe. Whilst you looked around, you failed to notice that the man had grabbed a towel to wrap you on. "There, warm and cozy?" He pets your head and brings you to his kitchen, making for food that you and he can feast on. Whilst he cooked, he sets you down under the table and you laid in place.

It didn't take him long to finish cooking. He grabs you once again and gently sets you on the table with your own small bowl of goods. It was bits and pieces of leftover pork which looked incredibly tasty, possibly the best food you've ever had. "Slow down, you might choke." His words went in and out of your ears as you continue to devour the meat in huge bites.

While you continue to feast, you saw from the corner of your eye, he takes out the smelly item out and sets it down at the other side of the table. He continued to converse with it but you didn't care. Sustenance was only in your mind and the pork has your full attention.

After a while, you finished before him. He sees you and grabs your bowl to set it down with his plate in the sink. He also gave you a bowl of water to hydrate and help the food go down. Shamelessly, you spilled water everywhere which did not impress the man. "We'll... Need to work on that, sweetie." He sighs, taking the fleshy item into his hands and whispering sweet nothings into it while he waits.

Satisfied, you mewled at the man, gaining his attention. He was leaning at the kitchen's door frame, looking back at your small petit frame. Smiling, he crouches to your level and pets you before cleaning the mess you made. "Well, wasn't that nice? Come with me, let's celebrate my birthday in the living room."

"Meow."

"Thank you, sweetheart." He combs his finger on your furry head assuming you wished him a nice birthday. You followed him into the living room and to the couch, trying to climb up the seat but only to be stopped and carried by him. "I can't let you ruin my furniture now." He chuckles with a dark tone.

He stops chuckling and looks over the rotting flesh. "Hm? What's that love? You want to pet the cat?" The man chuckles again. "Alright, I suppose you can." He replied to no one as he hovers the meat on you. It reeked badly. You couldn't help but gag and hiss at it, running at the edge of the couch too.

"Oh my... I guess she was starting to get a little stinky."

He sighs. Grabbing the ring finger, taking the ring off as it turns into nothingness. A small bundle of dust that flew with the wind. It seemed like a small bit got to you making you sneeze. The odd man smiled, petting you once again after your little sneeze. "I guess you'll have to keep me company... Y/N."

"Meow."

"You like that name?"

"Y~/N~" He sings each syllable of your new name out while scratching your head. You purr into his hand basking in the attention he's giving you. Without the flesh, he pours all his undivided attention to you. Maybe you could live a simple and normal life with this man.