I'm Not Who You Once Knew (DabixHawks)

~ 27 ~

I came out the building. Rumi was right..I'm doing a suicide mission. I have to kill Dabi..if I am unable to I have to kill twice. I..I don't know, me and Twice have gotten along ever since that incident. I regained his trust. Me and Dabi...have our business.

I ran into Asahi.

"You're a hero?" He grinned. I nodded. "I knew it, but anyways. I'm giving you a car to fix. Fix it, you keep it. Find anyone you can."

"I can do it myself. I've worked on cars before." I say.

When I was a kid. My father had this car...it was a real beaut. It didn't work however..one day, I figured when my father was high we could hide in it. I had to fix the car..he used it as a drug running car, I think I was 13. Every time he wanted me to do job. He would get his friend who stayed over a lot to drive me.

"I see, well..here are the keys..it's a Bugatti La Voiture Noire. All that needs to be fixed is the engine. Let the heat out before it explodes." My eyes widened.

It's $18 000 000..How the hell.

"I'll drive it back to my place. It's getting late." He grinned.

"Take care, cutie." He winked. I felt vomit coming up my throat.

I got into the expensive car and put it into my garage. Luckily for me, my sister stayed at her friends. Rumi was at her boyfriends, who by the way, she still won't tell me about!

I began to look at the engine. It felt hot..I began to get to work.

Not a mechanic and I don't know about tooo much about cars so - :)

"Hm, a mechanic? Last I heard you were a waiter." That voice..  He leaned on me lightly.

I pushed him back. "Get off, it's dangerous Touya."

"Why that name?" He said a bit annoyed.

"What ever! I'm trying to do something important." I said pushing him off me once again.

"Looks complicated." He said putting his hand on the hood and leaning his head on my shoulder.

"Are you really asking me out of curiosity..?" I said glancing at him. This bastard..

"Yes."

I gave a sigh. "If you want the engine to rotate the piston, you must reduce the heat inside." I continued to work on it. "If the heat is blocked, the motor will overheat and eventually a problem occurs. I'll put the spare in, just in case." I say fixing it in.

His hand crept up my chest.

"It sounds like cars and humans are the same." His hand sat on my neck, pulling me up. "Just like when you explain having sex." He slammed the hood shut making me flinch.

"Oi Oi!" I whined as he placed me on it, stomach flat. "The car will break!" I complained. He didn't really listen.

"So? Isn't your job for this to fix it?" His bludging crotch pressed against my pants. I hissed. "If I was you, I'd throw it out. Is it necessary to fix a broken car?" He softly said.

"Well I'm not rich like you Dabi!" He chuckled. "And if you don't mind, my clothes are dirty. The smell of oil is weird because I've been in here all day." He leaned his head on my neck and began to kiss it.

He slowly lifted my shirt up and began to kiss my sides.

"What, changed your likings? What happened to the bed cleanliness, hm? Like it dirty now..?" I smirked as I looked back.

"I am not picky when having sex..But nobody is as dirty as you." He grinned.

I chuckled. "Ha, well no one dresses up like you mr rich guy." He grabbed my shoulder and flipped me onto my back. The car began to lightly shake. He continued to lick my chest, his fingers swirling my nipples.

"Haa, you understand you are touching someone with dirty hands..who was working peacefully asshole!" I yelled. He chuckled.

"I know, that's why you won't be touching me." He grinned.His tongue went onto my stiff nipple and he had begun to touch my dick under the fabric. He pulled my pants down a bit, leaving me in my boxers that hid the bludging spot.

He bit my nipple making me moan.

"Don't fucking bite!"

He continued to kiss my neck. "Try to hold on." He said as he worked on my neck.

"Even if it's me, why can't I know things Dabi." I say leaning up.

"Oh therefore..before your shift ended..she just happened to turn into a customer? Did she change your likings?" He smirked.

"What are you shitting on about?" I gave a confused look.

"The black hair girl." His smirk got annoying.

"How the hell-" He cut me off.

"Cameras..everywhere. You think I don't watch you at work?" He chuckled. This sick bastard..

I grabbed his tie and pulled him down to where I was.

"She's none of your business, fuck you!" I yell.

"Seeing you so alert, makes me want to send my men after her." He began to grin freely. This asshole..