Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

chp: 58

They just kept coming and coming. They kill one person and five more show up in that room, (M/N) was growing annoyed. And here he was also keeping an eye on the two other male's fighting alongside him, he didn't need his 'backup' to get hurt.

(M/N) did a backwards flip to dodge an oncoming punch.

"So damn annoying." (M/N) growled.

He looked over to check on Jay, he wasn't breaking a sweat. In fact, it looked like he was enjoying it. He looked at Koda, but a scowl grew on his face. The white haired male with red eyes (and a pale complexion) was just dodging. (M/N) knew he could do better than that. He knew who Koda was.

His eyes saw someone going up behind him with a spear. The male didn't hesitate to run over there, jumping over the many people trying to block his path. He saw the spear already going towards Koda's head, so (M/N) pushed off his dominant foot. Having it look like he was going in for a kick, but it was the only way to get in between the spear and Koda's death. The spear went through his thigh, he cursed loudly as Koda finally turned to face him, eyes wide.

(M/N) grabbed the guy through the air, punching him and letting him go. He turned his body to where his stomach was facing the ground, putting his hands out as he kept his injured leg in the air slightly. His other foot keeping him balanced on the ground. He turned and looked up, glaring at the male who wasn't fighting.

"Are you with us, or against us?" He asked blandly.

"W-with! I would never want to betray you. You got me out."

(M/N) licked the inside of his cheek. Eyes giving away that he didn't believe him. "Then get your fucking head out of the clouds and start fighting. I don't care if you kill them, just make sure they won't be getting up for awhile. If I see you getting in my way, or Jay's way, I'll kill you myself. I don't take people who slow me down, understand?"

"Yes sir." Koda then started to fight, not wanting to die by (M/N)'s hands.

"Good." (M/N) saw a group of people running at him. They were all around him. He sighed, "Do they think I'm useless?"

He took his injured leg, slamming it on the ground. The spear popping out of his leg, he used his arms to spin him around. Grabbing the spear in the air and spinning more as the circle of people began to fall one by one, drowning in their own pool of blood. Once (M/N) stopped spinning, he got up, breaking the spear over his injured thigh, his face stayed blank. He took his shirt off, tying it around the bloodied wound on his thigh, making sure he was able to move it. Nodding his head when he could.

Everyone looked at Suna, his eyes stayed trained on (M/N)'s face. His heart clenching at the sight of everything going on. Everything he knew was a lie.

"Stop looking at me," Suna said, not even wavering away from the smaller male, "we shouldn't miss this fight. Maybe we'll be able to use it in the future." But this was an excuse to keep looking at (M/N).

The short male turned his head to the right, watching as a leg went flying by his head. He reached and grabbed it, pulling it back as he punched the face that belonged to the leg. He let go of the leg as he then lifted his leg all the way up and slamming it down on that same person. He watched them cough up blood before passing out.

He was dusting his hands off then he did a backwards kick, his hands on the ground. He turned his head inward to see someone flying in the air, letting go of a vorpal blade sword (pic at the bottom). (M/N)'s eyes widened in excitement, he turned his body, putting his legs down and grabbing the sword before he touched the ground. His dominant hand held the handle as his other hand skimmed over the well made blade, touching the tip as it immediately pulled out some blood. He smirked. This was the most deadliest sword in the world, and now he had it.