THREE WEEKS EARLIER
The day was a brutal one. Not the weather, nor the commute on foot since his bike was impounded months ago. No it was brutal because he had a job now. He was an extra set of hands at the new construction company, having dropped from school in order to help his mother pay off the criminal tickets he received.
He still put effort into his hair and dress, he still smoked, he still had a general negative veiew of the world...
But...
He felt like a dog. A creature doing tricks for others, always forced to be a cog in someone else's game.
There were many things Nobutaka Osanai had to regret in the last few months. One was listening to Kisaki so blindly. He was on top of the world! He was set to be the greatest criminal delinquent in all of Japan. Yes, he had his boys rape that girl and rob and beat those people up on Kisaki's command, that wasn't what mattered to him, that wasn't the first time he made those orders, wasn't even the first time he did the deeds himself.
It wasn't that that filled him with regret, he could care less about all those people.
No, it was that humiliating defeat he was dealt by Mikey. Dropped in under ten seconds indeed...
He regretted taking Kisaki's council. That evil mastermind used him! But... he knew not to rock the boat when it came to Kisaki, wronging him would have Osanai looking over his shoulder forever...
But...
No, Kisaki wasn't what he regretted the most.
He stood motionlessly as the shadowed figure moved around his kitchen, obviously a woman. The lights to his mother's apartment were still out, it not hindering the intruder in the slightest. The door had been locked and they lived on the eighth floor...
His mother was at work. He had just seen her leave as he was coming in. She didn't mention someone in the house to him either.
Osanai grit his teeth and reached for the bat near the front door, intent on beating the shit out of whoever broke into his house--
There was a giggle and it was ominous. He was left deeply unsettled when he felt the figure had looked up at him, and said with a chilling calmness, "Oya oya, Osanai-sama," The tone was filled with so much mocking it had him clenching his jaw tight enough to crack his teeth, "Is this any way to greet a guest after I came all this way to speak with you?"
He narrowed his eyes, trying to see better in the darkness and the mysterious person helped him with that, flipping a switch when they finished making their drink.
The light in the dining area across from the kitchen, between himself and the intruder, lit up... and you leaned against the counter, fur collar framing your grinning face and sinister eyes, "I doubt you don't know who I am."
You took a sip from his mother's favorite cup.
"W--wh--why are you here?" Osanai felt his stomach drop into his gut, his heart spring into his throat and attempt to claw itself to freedom. Why the fuck was the Inhuman [y/n] here? In the dark? In his kitchen? Making a drink?
Osanai knew what he regretted most in these six months. He regretted making an enemy out of Toman.
"Now, now, no need to look so alarmed," Your presence was suffocating, "I'm... just here to talk-" You said in a way that one would when obviously lying.
You slapped a hand on the countertop and Osanai jumped, startled, hand on his bat in a white knuckled grip, "I'll jump to the point, I'm here to recruit you."

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Fate & Fury * Mitsuya x Reader
Romance"You were gunna leave your friends to die, right? It's only natural, no delinquent would fight a hopeless battle in the face of death." You once thought that until the Christmas Conflict where you hadn't expected to fall in love with the person who...