Runaway (KNY x BNHA x Reader Crossover) ONGOING

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-Started 27 Nov. 2021, but published 23 June 2022
Kai is older than you by five and a half-ish years.

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At the age of six, Chisaki (Y/n) had been taken off the streets by a kind, old man. He treated (Y/n) and her brother like they were his own grandchildren. They were fed, bathed, clothed, and taught in a respectable manner despite the circumstances, despite the fact that the Chisaki siblings were nobodies.

At the age of seven, (Y/n) finally understood who the old man was: a crime lord too tired to thoroughly engage in the usual 'white-collar' crimes. Whatever that meant. He didn't seem all too interested in being as hands-on as in the past. Oyaji had three children to take care of now, not just one (and he was fine with that). There was nothing more satisfying than living comfortably and seeing his family grow.

By the age of eight, (Y/n) had stuck close to her brother's side, learning and observing the work he would eventually pick up as the heir. It was a dirty business filled with crime, yet somehow, Oyaji refused to engage in the dealing of drugs, or 'adult entertainment'. It was ingrained in Kai and (Y/n) never to mess with drugs because they were 'a poison that benefited only those who sold it'.

When (Y/n) turned ten, everything changed. It began on a cold December at the cusp of the New Year. The sun had barely shone over the horizon, but it was time to head to school. (Y/n) rose to her alarm clock with a long sigh. She quickly dressed, taking care to keep herself looking smart and tidy. When she made her way to the kitchen, savoury smells of soy sauce and egg filled her nose.

"Good morning, (Y/n)." oyaji greeted. He turned off the stove and motioned to a plate at the table tucked in the corner. Kai lazily yawned from his seat. "Hi."

(Y/n) greeted everyone with a groggy wave and a noise in the back of her throat. It was too early to speak to anyone. She turned to lazily grab a bowl of rice. When she made her way to the stove, the Old Man helped place a fried egg over her rice with a spoon of soy sauce and a sprinkle of sesame seeds.

(Y/n) slid into the seat beside Kai and their oyaji sat across from them. "I have some business to take care of this week." he announced. "I'll be back by Saturday evening, so until then, you both take care of each other." (Y/n) mustered a nod as Kai muttered a brief 'okay'. The Old Man occasionally had business across the other side of Japan. Whatever it was that was so important, (Y/n) would never know.

As long as the Old Man didn't run into trouble, she was fine with seeing him leave. It would only be a little while. Then, she could see him all she wanted when he came home. "Kai," Oyaji said, "watch your sister while I'm gone. Take care of her, you're fifteen now. And cook in the morning too, don't wake up just to read a book." Kai nodded in understanding. When the Oyaji spoke, his word was law, and for good reason too.

"I understand." Kai said. "What exactly are you going to be doing?" Oyaji waved him off. "I'll tell you when I come back." (Y/n) spooned a bit of rice into her mouth. When she finished her food, she went to wash the dishes. Cool water splashed between her fingers as Kai and Oyaji discussed business--business (Y/n) wasn't needed in. Her hands were not clean, but her mind, etched with information and pictures of world, spoke of years she didn't need to live so early.

"It's almost six thirty," (Y/n) noted. "We should leave." Oyaji ruffled (Y/n)'s dark locks affectionately. "I will see you both Saturday." He did the same to Kai. "Take care of each other."

The ride to school was uneventful. In the warm car sheltering the siblings from the winter chill, they were nice and toasty and unfortunately sleepy. Hari sat beside Kai, half asleep. He snored lightly.